So there I was my neons were glowing brightly up at Eisenhower, our little strip of heaven in Hanover, PA. My lights taunt a lot of people for some reason, I do have a lot of them. I drive a 95 civic ex with DOHC Vtech. I have an iceman cool air intake, 3a racing exahust, AEM cam gears and pulleys and over 1500 dollars worth of lights.) Anyway, I am sitting at the red light when what else but a WRX (
) pulls up. My girlfriend being in the car, and me not wanting to get crapped on, I did not rev my engine as I would usually do. The driver next to me.....did. Me not one to back down, then pressed the gas, almost crying as I did. There we sat..... then, the light turned green. As I prepared myself to see nothing but white smoke in front of me, and the feeling of defeat, I was the one in front..... apparantly someone dropped their clutch, and bombed out. To my luck, a group of people in the parking lot next to the strip saw me win the race. So all in all....I am the luckiest kid in the world, because that car would have beat the hell out of me, left me in a gutter and peed on me twice. But hey.....I'll take it.
