No more racing!

[Bryson]

So in my truck I have a 6.0 350 thats pretty powerfull 2500 mind you. My friend John has a heavy moded S10. Today he came in saying that his new MSD egnition system gave him so much more power. We have raced before and were even, because of the power to weight ratio working to his advantage. So after school hes all lets go. Me never turning down a lil fun said hell ya. We took off from the red light, and before you know it we were doing 75 dead even. Next thing you know i look up from my speedo and theres a f***in COP coming twards us and mind you were doing 75, the speed limit is 35. We both just about poop. The cop saw us and we saw him, he was doing something on his computer though so I dont think he was to interisted. He went to flip a U turn, or turn(I didnt stick around to see). I ducked into a private comunity as the gate close behind me. John ducked down some back street and hid. I ditched my truck and hid in the appartments after hopping a couple of fences. I thought we were dead! I watched the street for 5 minutes or so the got the hell out of there before his friends came and had a donut convention. My friend john called and I think both are adriniln was pumping so bad all we could say was holy poop that was close! Now I'm sitting at home geting ready for work thinking how freakin lucky I am. I'm still feeling woozy though, I dont know if it was the burger for lunch or the cop thing. All I know is I'm hanging that $hit up before something ill regret for life happens! And thats my story and I'm stickin to it. lol. Just had to share!

Bryson

P.S. Any one else have any good stories they'd like to share! Feel free!

 

[Z400]

ha wow nice man real nice

 

[jon2]

Bryson,

All I can say is you were pretty dang stupid for that. I say that with nothing but love man. Races take lives EVERYDAY man. Not just the drivers of the cars/trucks. Innocent bystanders have been killed as well. Be very glad that neither of those happened. All I can say now is learn the lesson you were taught and be glad of the ticket you missed and any accident you didn't get it into!

Stick to the law given to us man.

Jon

 

[bentover]

Keep it on the drag strip you idiots!!!

 

[Lessen]

All I know is I'm hanging that $hit up before something ill regret for life happens!

As stupid as street racing is at least you learned something. Just don't forget it. We've all done dumb things when we were younger. If we're lucky (as you were) nothing terrible happens. I don't know how old you are but I'm guessing teen to early twenties. At that age most of us are too hardheaded to listen to the preaching as it takes an incident such as yours to wake us up. When I was 19 I drove home from a bar (c'mon..who's not gettin into bars at 19..) waaaay too lit. had to stop twice to puke before I actually got home. I vowed to never do that again. Never have, 8 years and counting. Never will. Stick to your guns and dont' let your buddies sway you into doing things you'd otherwise not. Learn from your mistakes, otherwise you've made them in vain.

 

[robmob]

If you are going to race, do it where the only life you will take is your own please. You kill somebody because of your immature behavior and you will regret and pay for it for the rest of your life.

 

[jsears]

. I ducked into a private comunity as the gate close behind me. John ducked down some back street and hid. I ditched my truck and hid in the appartments after hopping a couple of fences. I thought we were dead! !

Another thing that may have made you feel woozy, is if the police had found your truck. And as you watched the street for his friends to come and have a doughnut convention, you see that they have invited their friendly tow truck operator. As the cops sit around exchanging stories (and eating doughnuts) the tow truck operator hooks your truck and drags it backwards with the tires squealing and hopping (you know all about hopping don't you?). As he pulls the truck back, he tears the rearend out of it because he doesn't know how to hook a car.:OMG: uke:Then when he finally gets it hooked up, he takes it to the impound lot. When you go to claim it, the cops won't release it until they have the driver of the truck. Not wanting to fess up to being a total idiot, you swear the truck was stolen:bow:. This is called Obstructing Official business. So, you file a stolen vehicle report. This is called Filing a False Report. Ok, so you get your truck back. Now after a few days, you start bragging about how you got over on the f@&#ing cops :lurk:. One of your "best friends" tells someone, and they tell someone else. And guess who it finally gets back to. After you you get out of jail, pay your fines and court costs and repair your truck, you find that you've got just enough in your pocket to buy a doughnut. Funny how things go full circle isn't it? The other thing is: You are lucky you didn't "hop" a fence of a backyard and into the arms of Bubba who had his house broken into 3 times and he beats your ass. Now that would have been poetic justice :seeing_stars:. Not to mention funny. :LoL:

 

[65f1004x4]

Another thing that may have made you feel woozy, is if the police had found your truck. And as you watched the street for his friends to come and have a doughnut convention, you see that they have invited their friendly tow truck operator. As the cops sit around exchanging stories (and eating doughnuts) the tow truck operator hooks your truck and drags it backwards with the tires squealing and hopping (you know all about hopping don't you?). As he pulls the truck back, he tears the rearend out of it because he doesn't know how to hook a car.:OMG: uke:Then when he finally gets it hooked up, he takes it to the impound lot. When you go to claim it, the cops won't release it until they have the driver of the truck. Not wanting to fess up to being a total idiot, you swear the truck was stolen:bow:. This is called Obstructing Official business. So, you file a stolen vehicle report. This is called Filing a False Report. Ok, so you get your truck back. Now after a few days, you start bragging about how you got over on the f@&#ing cops :lurk:. One of your "best friends" tells someone, and they tell someone else. And guess who it finally gets back to. After you you get out of jail, pay your fines and court costs and repair your truck, you find that you've got just enough in your pocket to buy a doughnut. Funny how things go full circle isn't it? The other thing is: You are lucky you didn't "hop" a fence of a backyard and into the arms of Bubba who had his house broken into 3 times and he beats your ass. Now that would have been poetic justice :seeing_stars:. Not to mention funny. :LoL:

wow thats a hell of a story :read:

 

[sweetdiesel]

I race up and down my street all the time. The kids usually come out and watch as my tires squeal on the pavement. I actually enjoy having them around since I love the look of horror on their faces as I attempt to mow them down with my overpowered beast. I'm talking about my RC of course, and I'm only kidding about mowing kids down. I always make sure they are safely on the sidewalk and try to keep at least 20-30 feet of distance from them.

You should never ever street race, and like rob said if you end up killing or hurting someone you will be haunted for the rest of your life. Keep the racing on the track where it belongs.

 

[robmob]

Another thing that may have made you feel woozy, is if the police had found your truck. And as you watched the street for his friends to come and have a doughnut convention, you see that they have invited their friendly tow truck operator. As the cops sit around exchanging stories (and eating doughnuts) the tow truck operator hooks your truck and drags it backwards with the tires squealing and hopping (you know all about hopping don't you?). As he pulls the truck back, he tears the rearend out of it because he doesn't know how to hook a car.:OMG: uke:Then when he finally gets it hooked up, he takes it to the impound lot. When you go to claim it, the cops won't release it until they have the driver of the truck. Not wanting to fess up to being a total idiot, you swear the truck was stolen:bow:. This is called Obstructing Official business. So, you file a stolen vehicle report. This is called Filing a False Report. Ok, so you get your truck back. Now after a few days, you start bragging about how you got over on the f@&#ing cops :lurk:. One of your "best friends" tells someone, and they tell someone else. And guess who it finally gets back to. After you you get out of jail, pay your fines and court costs and repair your truck, you find that you've got just enough in your pocket to buy a doughnut. Funny how things go full circle isn't it? The other thing is: You are lucky you didn't "hop" a fence of a backyard and into the arms of Bubba who had his house broken into 3 times and he beats your ass. Now that would have been poetic justice :seeing_stars:. Not to mention funny. :LoL:

LMAO

That was good.

 

[Bryson]

My friend texted me after work last night and was all dude, I'm thinking about selling my truck and geting a slower one so I dont ever think of doing something like that again. I know he wont but apparently it scared him straight to. lol. Any way, I just know better now, always learn poop the hard way.

Bryson

 

[bentover]

Maybe you racers need one of those Smart cars, that'll slow you buggers down.



And make you all look like dorks in the process.

 

[SMaxxin]

Another thing that may have made you feel woozy, is if the police had found your truck. And as you watched the street for his friends to come and have a doughnut convention, you see that they have invited their friendly tow truck operator. As the cops sit around exchanging stories (and eating doughnuts) the tow truck operator hooks your truck and drags it backwards with the tires squealing and hopping (you know all about hopping don't you?). As he pulls the truck back, he tears the rearend out of it because he doesn't know how to hook a car.:OMG: uke:Then when he finally gets it hooked up, he takes it to the impound lot. When you go to claim it, the cops won't release it until they have the driver of the truck. Not wanting to fess up to being a total idiot, you swear the truck was stolen:bow:. This is called Obstructing Official business. So, you file a stolen vehicle report. This is called Filing a False Report. Ok, so you get your truck back. Now after a few days, you start bragging about how you got over on the f@&#ing cops :lurk:. One of your "best friends" tells someone, and they tell someone else. And guess who it finally gets back to. After you you get out of jail, pay your fines and court costs and repair your truck, you find that you've got just enough in your pocket to buy a doughnut. Funny how things go full circle isn't it? The other thing is: You are lucky you didn't "hop" a fence of a backyard and into the arms of Bubba who had his house broken into 3 times and he beats your ass. Now that would have been poetic justice :seeing_stars:. Not to mention funny. :LoL:

Now thats a good story LOL

 

[jon2]

Maybe you racers need one of those Smart cars, that'll slow you buggers down.



And make you all look like dorks in the process.

Racers are not limited to youngsters. You would be surprised on the people that try to race me since I drive a Honda Hatchback. Old men and women even with kids...IN THE CAR!

I think Bryson can learn fro this recent experience. People just need to give those that have admitted to mistakes to forgive and move on. Everyone makes mistakes. STUPIDITY is and EQUAL OPPORTUNITY EMPLOYER...

 

[Rolex]

I try to avoid commenting in any of these street racing threads, but you were lucky enough to learn through fear of arrest, rather than something a lot worse.
My sister was killed instantly by one of 3 guys racing motorcycles on a country road in Maryland. They were in excess of 100 MPH when they crested a blind hill with one of them over the yellow line.
The guy on the bike also died. My sister was the mother of 3 young boys, and the kid on the bike was 19.
I guess his two friends, who watched it happen, learned a lesson from it, but at an extreme price.

 

[TWOCANE]

Ralph. I am so sorry for that. Some Kids in there early 20"s were racing in the direction my wife and my son were going. When they turned in a tuner shop parking lot I followed and I know one of them is not racing again after I beat him unconcious and then flattend all his tires with my knife. his freinds didnt do nothing. Your lucky no one like myself was around..

 

[BOUTCH]

I try to avoid commenting in any of these street racing threads, but you were lucky enough to learn through fear of arrest, rather than something a lot worse.
My sister was killed instantly by one of 3 guys racing motorcycles on a country road in Maryland. They were in excess of 100 MPH when they crested a blind hill with one of them over the yellow line.
The guy on the bike also died. My sister was the mother of 3 young boys, and the kid on the bike was 19.
I guess his two friends, who watched it happen, learned a lesson from it, but at an extreme price.

I'm sorry to hear that man...:gulp:

 

[jon2]

Ralph. I am so sorry for that. Some Kids in there early 20"s were racing in the direction my wife and my son were going. When they turned in a tuner shop parking lot I followed and I know one of them is not racing again after I beat him unconcious and then flattend all his tires with my knife. his freinds didnt do nothing. Your lucky no one like myself was around..

Doing these things make you now better than they are. In fact you are worse. Its worse than road rage because most cases of road rage don't end up like yours. Reacting like this may seem at the time correct or self gratification but it is just wrong.

Let those that do wrong make their own mistake. Us as the mature ones we can only say so much to help them. If They can learn something from us, that would be the RIGHT thing to do.

You dude have anger issues. If I saw you beating someone up especially kids, I would stop you and call the cops.

 

[TWOCANE]

i NO WHAT YOU ARE SAYING AND i WOULD NOT HAVE GONE NUTS LIKE THAT BUT MY BABY SON AND PREGNANT WIFE WERE with me. A person over 18 is not a kid anyhow.

 

[jon2]

i NO WHAT YOU ARE SAYING AND i WOULD NOT HAVE GONE NUTS LIKE THAT BUT MY BABY SON AND PREGNANT WIFE WERE with me. A person over 18 is not a kid anyhow.

An adult may not always be adult minded. You proved my point. I understand your frustration. But we can't show the younger generation how to be by beating the crap out of each one. I have two boys and my wife is pregnant. sometimes I feel like I get stupid people driving all around me. Ignore them and if it becomes to the point your family or yourself are endangered, pull over and/or call the police.