So I'm standing at the Shell, pumping my gas. When pulling up, I rolled past a pretty customized Civic in black and red, dropped, with a carbon fiber hood. Now, I have to say here and now, I like all cars, and I don't care if it's American, cool is cool.

While pumping the gas, I'm standing there looking at his car, and I see a front mount intercooler, so I know it's not rice, he actually has some power. It didn't have a giant wing or anything, and aside from a panel line that didn't match exactly and the fact that the Carbon Fiber was a little cloudy on the drivers side, overall I liked it....until he came out.

As the dude walks out and gets in his car, I turn back to the gas pump. We didn't talk at all, I didn't gesture, NOTHING. I was looking at his car, and then I was looking at the pump. First off, he has a lambo door. Yuck. I'm a believer that lambo doors belong on lambo's and nothing else south of a 200k initial price tag. Then he starts it up and starts revving it a lot, so he can make the turbo squeak. Pulls out and revs and squeaks all around the gas station (the building is an island in the parking lot) even though he could have backed up 20 feet and been in the same spot. Pulls up to the exit and practices a drag launch out of the parking lot. Lame.

I just hate it when basic insecurity rears it's ugly head. And make no mistake, I don't think this is a ricer thing, there are lots of muscle heads who have something to prove around my GT too, even though I'm doing nothing but driving. It's just so stupid when I didn't make any gesture of any kind to say "your car sucks unless you can prove otherwise...b*&tch." So whereas I had respect for the guy at first, and would have chocked the doors up to bad taste or different choices, now I just think he's a tool.

 

The thing with ricers is - it's not the cars that make me hate them, normally it's their owners.

 

The guy really seemed like a douche. Nice motivational poster btw!

 

Yeah, that kind of attitude is a real turnoff, REGARDLESS of the vehicle driven...

That's what took me so long to get into Mustangs. Most of the guys I knew around town who had foxes (this was in the mid 90s) were total tools that needed to reassure themselves that they had a ***** every 5 minutes by revving their bone stock boat anchors... It wasn't until years later that a met a few Mustang folks that were really nice folks that carried big sticks and didn't feel the neccessity to wave them all the time. LOL

 

 

Sounds like a normal import owner.

 

Honestly.....thats the most annoying thing about having a Mustang. I have that happen to me way too often. And like 90% of the time its a dude with like 3 other dudes in the car. At least have a female with you seriously.

 

PS........GREAT picture

 

import or domestic. there are d-bags who love to show off. can't just single out one group

 

you should have slapped him( yes i solve everything with violence)

 

Couldn't have said it better myself. The other night, my girlfriend and I were driving home from the movies, windows up, and there was this SRT-4 that kept driving around, next to, behind, in front of me egging me on. My girlfriend and I are having a serious conversation, and these guys pull up next to us at a light, signaling me to lower my window. I lower it a little and shake my head no, and begin to raise it. 1 leans out and starts to say something to my girlfriend, but we couldn't hear it after I rolled up the window. She shook her head in disbelief, and I just sighed. They kept being obnoxious and I kept ignoring them until they just took off.

Whats so bad about it is I actually liked the way that SRT-4 looked and sounded: it didnt have a horribly loud BOV, the exhaust note was tuned and controlled, and it had these really nice black with silver lip rims. I have nothing bad to say about the car, the kids in the car however...

 

Its sad when a nice car is in the hands of a....

well, you know