Attention: TDR Forum Junkies [just love that UK spelling]
So this kid with a soup-can on the back of his lowered and lime-green painted ricer and I are close in city traffic yesterday. He keeps revving the beejezus out of it, but to his credit he doesn't have the thumper cranked and isn't too darty with the traffic. Anyway we're stopped at a light and he's a bit behind me in next lane. Light changes and he squeaks his little tyres a bit, so I dumped the clutch and let him hear some real tires spin
. Heck _I_ was impressed!
Too bad I couldn't see his face
'cause his window was down and he was about even with my rear axle.
That was fun so I did it again later (same town) and the rear drifted over maybe a foot. Some old gal in her Dakota pulled up all
like I was going to take her lane arse first. Musta spooked her. 
Wait till she sees me with the DDUFM plugged in.
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So this kid with a soup-can on the back of his lowered and lime-green painted ricer and I are close in city traffic yesterday. He keeps revving the beejezus out of it, but to his credit he doesn't have the thumper cranked and isn't too darty with the traffic. Anyway we're stopped at a light and he's a bit behind me in next lane. Light changes and he squeaks his little tyres a bit, so I dumped the clutch and let him hear some real tires spin
. Heck _I_ was impressed!Too bad I couldn't see his face
'cause his window was down and he was about even with my rear axle. That was fun so I did it again later (same town) and the rear drifted over maybe a foot. Some old gal in her Dakota pulled up all
like I was going to take her lane arse first. Musta spooked her. Wait till she sees me with the DDUFM plugged in.
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