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Just thought I'd share my little adventure last night, and to maybe warn those that enjoy lighting up the tires from time to time. Yesterday afternoon I was leaving my friends house in Plano, heading home to kick back and relax alittle. I was in a pretty good mood. I had a good day at work, beat my friend a few times playing his xbox360, and had just figured out why my car was acting like absolute crap (FPR hose somehow slipped off, I was afraid it was an injector biting the dust). On my way home, I see a nice new C6 Corvette. Jet black, shiny as hell, and complete with a snobby looking driver and blond girlfriend in the passenger seat. I told myself I didn't need to respond to his insanely loud exhaust growls. I'm trying to save up money to move in a month, and the last thing I need is more tickets. Plus, I'm kinda proud that I haven't had a ticket in nearly 3 years (I know, thats a short amount of time, but considering I used to get a speeding ticket every 6 months like clockwork, I allowed myself alittle pride in that). Insurance is going down, and I could use every little bit that I can get. But then he gives me the look. You know the one. It's the "don't even try little boy, you'd just get your ass kicked". And yes, I know that car would probably slaughter me since I'm almost stock. But there's always the chance that he can't drive...right? :) We end up side by side at a red light (Plano Parkway for those of you local). Clean straight road in front, no traffic in the way. Everything was perfect for a quick race. I look over at him (he's been revving at me every 15 seconds for a few minutes now, egging me one). He does a few hand motions, pointing to the road ahead, and gives his motor a few more bursts of throttle. I have a really bad feeling in my gut that tells me to forget it. Don't gun it, just make a u-turn and head back home. But I chose to ignore Mr. Jiminy Cricket, and concentrated on launching well (my only chance). Opposing light turns yellow. I hold my revs at ~3k and brace myself. Opposing light turns red, and ours flashes to green. I slip the clutch out and floor it, with alittle wheel hop but nothing too bad, and proceed to do the best launch I have EVER done since owning this car in three years, with a great, crisp shift into 2nd with alittle back end drift. I was grinning ear to ear. At the top of 2nd I look behind me, surprised he's not flying by me. Thats when I see why. An unmarked silver cruiser, that happened to be sitting RIGHT behind me at the light. He of course quickly catches up and flicks on the lights. I feel like puking. As I pull over the Corvette slowly glides by, and the guy gives me a little honk and wave. The bastard saw him all along, and goaded me into taking off. I couldn't help but laugh alittle to myself. I usually am incredibly attentive to whats around me, including police. All the more-so since I don't use a radar detector. I ended up getting a ticket for speeding (60 in a 45), a ticket for no front plate, and a ticket for expired inspection (broken headlight from a hit & run, no money to get it fixed, therefore no inspection). I could have had it much much worse. The officer informed me that "excessive show of speed" is no longer a class C misdemeanor. It's been upgraded to a class B, which gets you a straight ticket to jail. Do not pass Go, do not collect $200. He was a fairly cool cop, and I was certainly happy not to be going to jail (again...was there last week after a traffic stop because of my busted headlight, long story short the cop was a complete dick and gave me a bogus ticket so he could haul me to jail and impound my car...Court date is set for that one, bastard).
Just wanted to share my experience to the other members here, and hopefully it will be enough to deter a few Z'ers from meeting up with Snoopy and BugaBoo over at the Dallas jail. If you do happen to meet them, make sure to say "Hi" for me. I'm sure I'm missed.
My $2.05
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