i just wanna hear some of the most mismatched races youve ever done. Wheather it was a death or a kill, i find these kinda funny. Or if you once lost to a car, but now your car is faster and you kicked its ass. Heres one of mine.

The other night on my way home from work, im sitting at a red light, and next to me is this POS late 80s early 90s Dodge Caravan. A younger mid 20s kid driving it. I think nothing of it, then i notice he keeps reving his engine and crepping up on the light like hes gonna take off. Im like wtf, does he wanna race or something. so the light turns green and he lets out the most pathetic squeak id ever heard from tires, just horrible. So me being the kinda person who will race anything with an engine and 4 wheels cant turn it down. So i punch it and let the tires scream. By 50 MPH i had a few bus lengths on him. It was kinda funny, i dont know why, but i felt the need to just demolish the car, i laughed at how lame i was to race it in the first place, but still found it funny.

Also before i was supercharged, i raced a few Grand AM GT's, and the races where always dead even, well one night on the way home from work (this is when i do all my racing, nice way to unwind) i pull up to a black GA GT with tinted windows. Anways at first i think nothing of it, i knew i would blow it out of the water, but the guy wanted to race. I take off normally and hes pacing me, and then jumps on it, so i do too, and by 50 MPH i got a car or two on him. He slows way down. This is my favorite time of the kill, i like to see how slow i can go, and make the loser go even slower. The speed limit on the road was 35 MPH, i went down to 30 MPH and the car still wouldnt speed up to get near me. I found that really amusing. He was going 5 MPH under the speed limit to avoid having to face me.

Am I the only one who does this?

me and a friend of mine who has an evo were heading up to las vegas for the weekend. we were on a desolate stretch of highway north of phoenix and i get next to him and call him, call him on the 2 way radio and say "let go". knowing full well i was gonan have my ass handed to me but it's still fun i down shift into 4th, we're going about 70-75. he hoks 3 times and we're off, i was with him for about 1 second and then he's got buss lengths on me, lol. then he calls me on the radio and asks why i didn't down shift. I say "I did", then he says. "oh, well i didn't." that's happened more than a handful of times, haha. I just like seeign his car go fast, weather i'm in it or not.

What car were you driving?

This is my favorite time of the kill, i like to see how slow i can go, and make the loser go even slower. The speed limit on the road was 35 MPH, i went down to 30 MPH and the car still wouldnt speed up to get near me. I found that really amusing. He was going 5 MPH under the speed limit to avoid having to face me.

Am I the only one who does this?

Well, I drive a 4 wheel drive truck, so I normally dont do any street racing (have a drag car though, track only), but a couple years ago, I did have a run in with a 94-01 single cab 2WD Ram 1500 at a redlight on my way to back to college.

My truck is a 92 full size Chevy, TBI 350, 4-spd auto (should be a picture as an avatar, for some reason, it doesn't show up all the time on this computer). Anways, the Ram was a very clean looking truck, with different wheels and tires, and possibly lowered, with a LOUD exhaust. We were the first two vehicles in line, and I didn't really want to race, but thsi guy kept inching up on me at the light.

So I'm thinking to myself "We're (referring to my truck) probably going to get beat, that's a 2WD Ram, with a V-8, so no matter if its only a 318, he's still got us by about 20 hp, plus we probably weigh 100-300 pounds more" But, I decide to give him a race.

So I get up on the wheel, watch for the other light to turn yellow, then hold the brake and gas, and be ready for the green light.

The light turned green, and we both take off, I'm at about 3/4ths throttle. I got about a truck and a half jump on him instantly (I was shocked). So I hear this guys truck, and he's running it for everything its worht (it drowned out mine and my radio, lol). He starts inching up on me, and gets even to my back bumper (at this point, I'm now standing on the gas pedal). Now, either his truck was a manual, and he shifted from 1st-2nd, or it was an auto, and it shifted from 1st-2nd, either way, it shifted gears (mine had already went into 2nd) and to my suprise, I started walking on him, and by the time my truck went into drive, I had a solid 1.5 truck lead on him, and still pulling.

We both shut down at around 70-75 mph (literally, it was like I was controlling the throttle for both trucks, becuase we both let off and hit the brakes at the exact same time), and I had roughly 1.5-2 trucks on him. As soon as we shut down, the guy tucked in behind me.

The speed limit was 55 mph, i slowed down to 50 mph, and this guy never offered to pass me again, lol. We caught another light (woudl have been the first two in line again) but he stayed behind me this time)!

I was just totally shocked, becuase I was expecting to lose.

simple focus, blew his doors off in one gear 3rd. then he did a ricer fly by lol

What car were you driving?

2004 lancer ES

one day i was riding past campus and some mustang comes out of nowhere goes flying around me in the turning lane then gets in front of me and hits his flashers like he won a race. I dont know how i lost that race cuz i never knew i was racing

My best beat down, well the one I find the best, wasn't a massive kill, but a serries of small kills against a single opponent who just didn't learn. As most of you know, my favorite kills are against the 1.8T Audis and VWs, becuase they present the most challenge of all the people I've raced.

You may also remeber a recent kill I had against a 1.8T A4 in Columbia. Well it was similar to that, but a little more fun. I was back home, getting off the highway, when a set of headlights run up on me fast, and stop just short of out of view in my rear view. The exit ramp goes into two lanes at the bottom, and I pull over into the far right lane, catching a red light. A black A4 pulls up next to me, bone stock, with the driver brake reving like its going out of style. I pick up on it, and look over, point forward, and nod. Light goes green, and by 40 I'm puling on him. I think at 50 I'm two lengths or so up, I really cant remeber, and I pull off.

He flys by me, and swings infront of me, slamming on the brakes. I swing into the brake down lane to avoid hitting him, and he takes off hard, and jumps an onramp that I'm to far over, and not stupid enough, to try and catch. However, I get stupid.

I jump the next on ramp, and gun it hard to chase this bastard down. My friend's sister is with me, and although I dont normally race with anyone but my friend, shes telling me to chase him down and kick his ass (with the car, of course). Personally, I'm more pissed off that he endangered me and my sister's friend, so I dont really think about the irony of me endangering our lives...

I hop on the highway, and end up bringing it up to about 90-95, and try my best not to weave too suddenly to catch up. I end up, infact, cathing up on him, and flying by him. I dont cut him off, but I hold up about three lengths in front of him at 70.

He pulls up next to me, and I have my window down. I look at him, and say something along the lines of dont hate me cuz your car sucks (in reality, I have much respect for Audis, specially the A4). He flicks me off, and takes off. But I dont let him get anywhere. I stay right next to him all the way up to 115 when he lets off. We both let off, and slide back down to 70, but I stay up by about two lengths. Everytime I see him try to pull on him, I jump on it and keep him back behind me by two lengths. I finally realize I've gone about 20-30 miles out of my way, and I get off at the next exit. So does he.

The road we gt on is used a bit for street racing, as its long, flat and open, and never any cops. Its fairly out of the way, but never as full as the usual spot is. But its good none the less.

Anyways, I'm in front of him, and I go through a yellow, but he stops. The next light is green, but no one is behind me, so I stop, and let him catch up. He pulls up next to me, windows down, screaming a nice list of obscenaties. I tell him its not nice to swear infront of women, again ignoring the fact that I layed down a nice list myself when he first cut us off. I say lets go one more time, and he agrees.

Light goes green, and we both take off hard. I remeber getting the jump with a bit of a better launch, pulling about half a car from the line. He gets on it, and we stay with his nose just at my door seam through second. In third, I get a nice jump, and let off quickly, and jump on it fast enough so that not only does he not pull, but I basically get the same effect on reshifting into third, and get a nice jump, with a slow pull. I continue the pull through fifth, all the way up to 120 (long empty Texas country ass road, with only two lights, right off 35). By the time I shut down, hes a good four lengths back. I let off, and he of course flys by. I bring it down to 40, and my friend's sister is like, 'Oh my god...thats amazing.'

He starts to slow down infront of us, and I end up right on his rear bumper. He jumps on it again, and I again go WOT. We stay nose to tail through 55, then I start to pull, and pass him at 65. Again, I keep on it to 80, and put about two lengths on him. I again slow down, and this time he does too, staying behind me the entire time. We get to another light, and I get in the left turn lane (as of now, I've gone WAY the hell outa my way), as I need to pop a uturn. At the light he revs it again, and when the turn goes green, I turn off DSC and TC, gun it hard, and turn the wheel, getting a nice scream as I go around the turn, jump on it, and take off in the other direction. I watch my rearview as he tries to pull it off, but almost misses the lane in the other direction, and jumps the curb. We didn't see him again.

I dont think I would of done any of that if I were alone, and I kinda feel bad for putting my freind's sister in that position (even if she loved it). But, just seeing that asshole pop on the curb in his Audi was worth it, as was the several kills I got off of him. Some people just deserve it.

Ok ill tell ya a little about what i have then ill tell ya the kill and the death, lol. 90 Full size bronco, all stock with a 302, AOD auto tranny and 32" mud tires and 3:55 gears. I also weigh in at around 5000 lbs.

The kill. There was this punk kid running around town in about a 90 model chevy, revving up to everyone and talking shit. Well i pull him over, ask him what he has and everything. Says he has a built 350 and a 3000 stall convertor. Well cruising around after the talk and he gets up next to me and punches it, so i go after him and hang with him the entire way. Turn around and i was about to turn when i see he was sitting at a red light, so i pulled up next to him. He knows its a race cause i race him everytime i see him. The light turns green and i slam it, and instantly jump on him, he couldnt get past my rear bumper the entire way (about a 1/4 mile). Never hear him running his mouth again.

The death. Did a roll on against a buddies 2000 Z28. Nuff said, lol. Then tonight on the way home from work i was playing with this 88 camaro. I live in the hills with lots of curves and i was behind the camaro. All of a sudden he takes off and i cant hang with him in the curves, no matter how hard i tried, :bigthumb:

Ive gotten used to loosing in the bronco, but its all good, still love to race.

I was heading south on I-17 going towards Phoenix, doing about 100,(i drive a 01 mitsubishi eclipse 4 cyl.) when i pulled up on this base line mutang. it had the 6 cyl. knowing that i had always beaten them at a drag i thought nothing of racing him. after i passed him he pulled up on me and looked over at me. it was some mexican with all the shag shit, and everything else that gives mexicans a bad stero type for having mustangs (in AZ anyways) so he nails his exhaust. by having done this all he did was make me prove a point that his car suck's! so im playing with him a little by speeding up and slowing down so he could catch me. then my radar goes off and i see a pair of cherries in my reviw mirror. so i nail it, leaving this guy in the dust, and quickly gt up to a buck 20, pull off behind the prison that sits right on I-17 just north of phoenix (good idea right?!?!) and pull off into some bushes and wait for about 2 hours. god that was fun!

I see you're in the Phoenix area, wanna race my Z whenever I get out that way? :innocent:

worst death was to an old-school chevy (in my ITR)

i dropped to 2nd (knew i'd lose, just wanted to see him go...) and by the end of 2nd, well he was about 6 cars ahead. a bit farther into 3rd, he was just running away.

finally he slowed, i gave him the thumbs up and he threw one back. ah...i miss driving.

My 400hp fc rx7 vs my mates stock engined mitsubishi mirage/colt.
I stayed level in 1st up to 5000rpm just feathering the throttle, then took second and pinned the throttle. must've ended up with 15 car lengths. I did have a 320hp advantage though...

driving with a buddy and this cavalier (didnt look new, like 2000 or something) flies by us while im driving pretty fast...we get to a light and I see these 3 girls sitting there pointing at us laughing cause they did a ricer fly by....looking at the car its completely 100% base model (not Z24) and its auto...me and my friend are laughing and im barley paying attention when the light turns green and I take off and shes behind me Im not anywhere near redlining and shes not even close all the way through 4th....... my buddy tells me to slow down so he can yell at them, so I slow down and they try to pass us so I speed up again...my buddy rolls down my window as they roll down theirs and he yells "This is why women shouldn't drive"

thats mean, but it was the easiest kill of my life, and I really don't race very often

When I had my Civic SiR, I was cruising with a buddy of mine, and a white freaking Pony (I think VW?) pulled up to my left when the left lane ends just a bit up there, and these young guys start revving and edging up. Anyway, light turns green, I let them jump then hit it through 1st and 2nd, had a few bus lengths and then slowed down. They stayed a foot from my tail with their brights on for a while. Pretty funny. And Jayson, you're not the only one who annoys people you kill. My dad did that to an Intrepid that tried to race him the other night in the Stang. After we blew its doors off, we slowed to under the limit, and he wouldn't come near us.

wasn't a race (fortunately), but here's what happened. me and two of my friends are in the car, me driving my 93 Corolla with IHE. as i'm getting on the freeway, i see an EVO a little ways in front of me. being the ass that i am, i speed up to about 90 and drive by the guy then slow down, hoping he'd at least bite so i could see his car go. long story short, he didn't and gave me the "you fucking idiot" look. all 3 of us were dying.

the other time was when a trans am flew past me on the freeway. i caught up to him and slowly went past him. so we pretty much cruised at 90 for a while and then he punched it to get in front of me on the off ramp. i know he was only fucking with me and would have kicked the hell out of me, but it was fun anyways.