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02-04-2002, 10:50 PM

Ok, my first post here, so here it is. I live here in Los Angeles and there are ALOT of Hispanic guys who TRY to fix up thier s*&t, but always f!@k it up in the end because most of them dont know how to do it right (at least I research and ask around, others just...don't get me started).
Anyway, so there I am at a stop light in Beverly Hills blasting Mach 10 Bang or Ball when I see a "chunty" looking hispanic guy roll up beside me. Sitting in a puke green 94 or 95 2 door Honda Civic LX with some ugly-ass decals and some Shitty rims that dont even look right with his ride, he rolls his window down and has the nerve to call my ride, I quote him, "Ey, look at that sorry ass ride". By the way, he had this ugly hispanic fat chick beside him in the passenger seat.
Moving on, I HAD to laugh because it was total BS. Not to say my ride is THE SHIT (1996 Honda Civic EX, Buddy Club Kit, Viper Blue color) because I have been mainly working on the outside, not the inside and under the hood, but compared to him...laughable. So I holla'd at him to race since he was so confident. I mean, hey...maybe on the outside it looks pretty F'd up, but under the hood it could be a complete diff. story. Maybe that was why he was boasting so proudly. Since there was no traffic behind us, we waited through a green light and when it was red, we both knew that on green, IT WAS ON. Green hit and we both floored it. Laughing at how pathetic his take off was, and how he had the balls to accept my challenge to a race, I remembered..."Shit, I am in Beverly Hills..." Why? Because there are Cops ALL OVER. I immediately slowed down, already happy that I smoked his ass, and of course there he went, speeding past me thinking that was all I had AND giving me the finger in the process. WELL, little did he know right when he passed me going like 85...BHPD turned the corner and saw HIS sorry excuse for a ride! Trying to play it off, he slowed down, but it was too late. BHPD's lights and siren on him.
I slowed down even more and just as I was passing him and his new found officer friend, I honked and continued on to my destination. Is that not a sweet story? Let me tell you also...icing on the cake, a speeding ticket in Beverly Hills is 135 dollars PLUS traffic school...NO JOKE. Thought you guys might enjoy my story...latez.

02-04-2002, 10:50 PM	#1
HondaTypeJ Posts: n/a	The race in Beverly Hills... Ok, my first post here, so here it is. I live here in Los Angeles and there are ALOT of Hispanic guys who TRY to fix up thier s*&t, but always f!@k it up in the end because most of them dont know how to do it right (at least I research and ask around, others just...don't get me started). Anyway, so there I am at a stop light in Beverly Hills blasting Mach 10 Bang or Ball when I see a "chunty" looking hispanic guy roll up beside me. Sitting in a puke green 94 or 95 2 door Honda Civic LX with some ugly-ass decals and some Shitty rims that dont even look right with his ride, he rolls his window down and has the nerve to call my ride, I quote him, "Ey, look at that sorry ass ride". By the way, he had this ugly hispanic fat chick beside him in the passenger seat. Moving on, I HAD to laugh because it was total BS. Not to say my ride is THE SHIT (1996 Honda Civic EX, Buddy Club Kit, Viper Blue color) because I have been mainly working on the outside, not the inside and under the hood, but compared to him...laughable. So I holla'd at him to race since he was so confident. I mean, hey...maybe on the outside it looks pretty F'd up, but under the hood it could be a complete diff. story. Maybe that was why he was boasting so proudly. Since there was no traffic behind us, we waited through a green light and when it was red, we both knew that on green, IT WAS ON. Green hit and we both floored it. Laughing at how pathetic his take off was, and how he had the balls to accept my challenge to a race, I remembered..."Shit, I am in Beverly Hills..." Why? Because there are Cops ALL OVER. I immediately slowed down, already happy that I smoked his ass, and of course there he went, speeding past me thinking that was all I had AND giving me the finger in the process. WELL, little did he know right when he passed me going like 85...BHPD turned the corner and saw HIS sorry excuse for a ride! Trying to play it off, he slowed down, but it was too late. BHPD's lights and siren on him. I slowed down even more and just as I was passing him and his new found officer friend, I honked and continued on to my destination. Is that not a sweet story? Let me tell you also...icing on the cake, a speeding ticket in Beverly Hills is 135 dollars PLUS traffic school...NO JOKE. Thought you guys might enjoy my story...latez.