caught up with a decked out integra gsr at a light. It was a total sleeper though, and he knew that I knew he was a sleeper, so I revved on him and he looked over and gave me a half a grin, at that point I knew it was fucking on.
The light turns green and he practically blows the doors off my car
Turns out the little fucking had a huge turbo under the hood, cranked up psi, and I'm sitting here bone STOCK, looking like a fucking DICK with my girl in the car.
I eventually catch up to him at the next light (like 10 minutes later lol) and he looks over and gives me a thumbs up and takes the next exit.
Probably the last time I mess with that JDM thunder.
dude I got smoked, but It's also the fear in me, i'm too grown to be bagged for racing, I think I could have kept up with him if i were 17 and wreckless
