dont know what the dude had but it had some decent speed. but this story is crazy
so im getting off the freeway and as i get off the cloverleaf i always like to run up second gear(onto a 50mph expessway). as i do, i get behind our car above. has the normal fart cannon and some racing seats. he takes off from me and we get into some traffic. at this point im behind him edging him on a little. he gets into a clearing and as i get there we hit it. i pull him by about 5 cars and slow down leaving it in second. the lane he is in is now occupied by a tractor trailer. he attempts to do a flyby and i nail it. by the time he gets to the truck he's on my quarter(this is within less than a second). he then custs over AND TAPS MY TIRE!. i see him get sideways in the rearview. he recovers and tries to get away. i never let him get passed me(just peddling it) and get him to pull over. i look at my rear quarter thinking there is going to be mass damage and to my suprise it was like nothing happened. NO MARKS WHAT SO EVER. soooooo lucky. so we just left it at that. i scolded him a little and toook off. im never racing stupid kids again. no, im never street racing again. screw this shit.
so im getting off the freeway and as i get off the cloverleaf i always like to run up second gear(onto a 50mph expessway). as i do, i get behind our car above. has the normal fart cannon and some racing seats. he takes off from me and we get into some traffic. at this point im behind him edging him on a little. he gets into a clearing and as i get there we hit it. i pull him by about 5 cars and slow down leaving it in second. the lane he is in is now occupied by a tractor trailer. he attempts to do a flyby and i nail it. by the time he gets to the truck he's on my quarter(this is within less than a second). he then custs over AND TAPS MY TIRE!. i see him get sideways in the rearview. he recovers and tries to get away. i never let him get passed me(just peddling it) and get him to pull over. i look at my rear quarter thinking there is going to be mass damage and to my suprise it was like nothing happened. NO MARKS WHAT SO EVER. soooooo lucky. so we just left it at that. i scolded him a little and toook off. im never racing stupid kids again. no, im never street racing again. screw this shit.
