Street racing stories

spotted the single child

>'99 Pontiac Trans Am. 5.7l V8

>16
>driving home from friends house at like 11 on Friday
>driving my Moms Dodge Caravan
>stop at Red light
>turd gen Camaro pulls up next to me (FYI this was in like 1997 and they were pretty common back then)
>he starts revving at me
>whatever, rev back because why not
>a car is approaching from behind us
>light changes
>Camaro launches and I drive away normally
>it was a Police car behind us
>he pulls over the Camaro
>chuckle and drive home

>actually racing a minivan

Spotted the small pecker street racer..enjoy county

Sure you did

>driving my shit box home from work
>equally shitty S10 blazer pulls up next to me with an exhaust leak
>start from the light
>He floors it
>I guess he's racing
>I floor it
>My shitbox wins.

It were an ok day

>no car weeb

its over 300hp stock :^)

>be in Grand Am GT
>5 people in the car
>riced out 240SX tries to start shit at a stoplight
>smoke it

he turned off the street pretty quickly

>driving shitbox accord
>at stoplight guy in KIA FORTE KKKOUP with LED tail lamps indicating TARBO
>He's rolling back and forth revving his shitbox
>Shift from D4 into N and rev to 2000rpm back a couple times
>Put foot on brake and shift into D3, it's on
>Light changes
>Press gas pedal to floor and quietly accelerate forward
>Kia erupts into an explosion of farting bees and loses

>drive friend home
>long downhill road
>mk3 golf convertible tries to launch away
>simply give my C200 a bit gas and beat him easily
>drop friend off, drive back
>"is that the same golf?"
>next light (same street we went down before, but now uphill) he pulls up next to me
>his passenger is a hot girl and stares at me
>he starts rolling forward and backward while the light is red because he mustn't be too secure about his launching capabilities
>just leave it in D and beat him easily, again
>only go up to 60kmh (we're in a city)
>he does a ricer flyby at ~100kmh
well he can't drive/shift for shit but in the end he had a girl with him and I didn't
real racers dont need girls.

You sound like the stereotypical insufferable muscle car faggot most people make fun of.

Btw, didn't happen. And if it did? You're even more of a faggot.

>driving my 180sx
>stands out like dogs balls so every kunt tries to race me
>cruising hills one day, roads are pretty empty because week day
>minding my own business when some rich mid life crisis man pulls up behind me in baby blue M3
>starts tailgaiting hardcore
>ineveraskedforthis.jpg
>start dropping through the gears for twisties
>see bmw driver get excited by my massive penis
>doesn't realise this is one hectic datsun
>twisties in full flow now
>touge supreme
>he's slowly disapearing in rear view so I let him catch up before the road opens up into a long straight stretch
>knock it into 2nd gear round a tight corner before the straight
>hesitate on the throttle as we exit the corner, he goes for overtake on solid lines
>side by side
>not 2day bro
>we wot now
>external gate is singing it's song
>bmw is slowly falling behind again as I smash through the gears
>hit 4th still full boost
>he is now 3 car lengths behind me as we start slow down coming into the suburbs
>he turns off down some side street never to be seen again

Just a buttmad chink, don't worry about it.

Why do you all think this is so unbelievable? I have heard more implausible stories. I think OP might be exaggerating the speeds a bit but i've had aggressive drivers chase me to not let me pass all the time when I am driving my Boxster. Hell just the other day I was driving down my local 4 lane and I seemed to have picked up some black guy in an X5 trying to pace me or something.

I'd rather die instantly than be a cripple

sounds like fun

The way he types reeks of daydreaming and embellishment for the sake of adding it in with little to no reason. It's not hard to doubt when so much of it seems retarded enough out of the gate.

Same here man

Car hit a building ten feet in the air ad it was rolling, one survivor who was in the hospital for a year and is now blind and has a hole in his neck

I miss that fucker we used to race all the time on the back roads of this bum fuck hick town

this

>Driving soarer
>Back when it was stock so not really fast at all
>Used to driving a cammed SS that could light up the rears at 100km/h
>E46 M3 behind me talking shit
>Lights
>Alright time to blast this bitch
>Light goes green, i smash the throttle and get ready to laugh at this fool
>Get casually demolished by M3 probably on half throttle
>Remember i'm in a bone stock 2.5L
>Have a little cry

LS1 Trans Am is baller as fuck

I'm all for having fun with our cars, but it sounds like you really endangered people's lives by instigating that guy. It's one thing to race with a friend, but you never know what a stranger will do or how far he'll go.

>Being a dumbass, racing down a semi-major road
>My MS3 versus an Eclipse 3rd gen
>Easypeasylemonsqueezy.jpg
>40 roll, he got the jump
>Hit 4th gear, he's gone
>Long 45 left
>Mid-turn hit 5th probably around 120mph
>Look in rearview, see pair of headlights shift left, ass out, overcorrects and flies across the road
>notgood
>Flies through ditch, hits a fencepost going at least 90mph, sends car up and spinning
>ohshit
>Lands on tail, flips end over end, lands on nose and falls back on all four tires
>Remember friend was in the passenger seat
>PANIC.JPG
>Whip around through median, fly back down road
>Fucking freaking out, screaming names
>Friend walks out of car, driver disoriented, roof came down and smashed him in the head, grade 3 concussion

I don't really race much anymore after witnessing that. Left a pretty nasty mental image.

Actually today I can go get a pic of the crash site to prove it, if they haven't fixed it all by now.

What is it with black people chimping out if you go WOT? I've noticed they are super easy to b8 into "racing" and 9/10 they almost kill themselves.

it's the same reason why white trash pulls the same shit, they think because it gots a veeyate it cant beat anyone

Stay mad no car cuck

Yeah, hicks in beat up F-bodies and Fox bodies will do that def. But noticed a consistent trend of black people losing their shit on my morning commutes. Good example, I take an expressway that starts out as a street going 30mph then goes up a ramp into a 50mph short highway. There is a stop light at the ramp. Almost any black person next to me at the light right before the ramp will attempt to "race" me if I go over 4k rpm. Keep in mind that I stop at or just above the speed limit, they will go upwards to 110 quiet often. 9/10 they almost eat it on the first curve because their maxima, altima, 300, or soul rolls like Fat Joe. In 3 years of this commute, I have never had a white person almost kill themselves or others if they hear my cars engine. I actually noticed it enough that I started testing it out on them. Any black person driving what could be considered a stereotypical black person car falls for it.

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Also I'm not actually racing them, I just shift late going uphill for dat der tork. There is literally nothing to tell them that I'm trying other than they can hearing a rotrex suck in air and the engine.

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It really just depends honestly, here in Richmond you either have the psycho nigs that wanna race and fly down crowded highways like Chippenham or Powhite because its closer to the city and they dont give a fuck, or you have the slowest fucking inconsiderate fucks who stay the speed limit or 5 under in the left lane on local streets, it's fucking aggravating as hell

Sounds like a power fantasy senpai

>driving my FRS to safeway to get groceries
>stoplight two lights before the store, black v6 camaro lines up next to me and revs his engine as the light goes green
>i rev back as we go to the next light
>next light turns and the camaro launches hard
>i turn right into safeway
>camaro gets pulled over immediately because there's a CHP station right after the safeway

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WITNESSED

Worst part is he wasn't racing...he was too good of a kid to do that. Some dickface was breaking every rule they could and cut them off.

>Driving my 92' Ford Falcon S
>pull up to lights
>cop shop is on the corner of the intersection
>A van pulls up next to me
>we both set off normally
>at about 20kmh I shift into 2nd
>giving it some in 2nd
>speed up to about 5kmh over the limit, in front
>van keeps on flying, probably 30kmh over the limit
>I loose

the South Australia probationary license system is shit, 10kmh or more over the limit and I'd loose my license

This one time

I wanted to race my car

So I took it to the racetrack one weekend

instead of racing on public roads

like a nigger shit-dick

I hope street racers burn in a fire

>loose

not quite a racing story but here we go.

>driving back to KY from ACEN in Chicago
>Taking 65 south Sunday afternoon, passing thru Indianapolis, 3 lanes with 1 lane coming and going as the exit ramp, so 3 consistent lanes
>semi is in the middle lane, some merging/splitting happens and I assume he won't be able to get over
>left lane is open, right lane is taken by a pickup driving almost the identical speed to the pickup
>black chick (was driving with a friend, I called her Taniqua for the duration of our shenanigans) driving a 2000~ white chevy impala that's beat to shit (car will be referred to as the chimpala)
>road has a left bend, I use the chance to get around the semi
>I'm shifted into the left lane to pass semi, Taniqua comes up behind me fast, she's going 90+ mph or so, trying to pass me. I'm going too slow for her liking
>she shifts far right and tries to get around the semi, due to turn she can't see the pickup until almost too late
>hear shriek of brakes briefly, see her skitter over the white line and hit the rumble strip and correct
>she sadly straightens out, can't get past pickup and gets stuck
>by this point I'm almost past the semi
>she shifts back over behind me to pass, as pickup and semi are still pacing each other and she wanted out of their pocket
>I see her impatience and get about 5 feet ahead of the semi
>passenger is giggling devilishly
>drop from 80 mph to 65, pace with semi, leave a tantalizing gap that's too small for her to fit through
>me, pickup, and semi pace like this for 2-3 miles
>Taniqua in the chimpala is gnashing her grille and pulling on her weave
>finally come up to the splitter, pickup bro gets off so I get back up to 85~ and pass semi bro
>Taniqua comes screeching up behind me and passes on the right
>about 30s later I see her screech off at an exit ramp with a 30mph sign while still going easily 70
>kek internally
Why are women and to some extent also black people such shitty drivers, with shitty cars?

>be 19
>driving my 1977 ford maverick
>straight piped with lopey. as. fuck. cam installed
>the biggest, lumpiest, lopiest cam I could find. No power brakes at idle. Also had that thing idled so low it was on the verge of stalling... 450rpm
>everything else is stock.
>floor it at every light and feel like speed racer
>basically stock 250ci inline 6, making a rated 98hp.
>pedal floored and still getting outrun by 90's 4 cylinder economy cars

oh god, what was I thinking?

Iowa, Indy, or Illinois?

Tennessee? why do you ask?

>some guy in a pick up truck driving along side of me as I'm cruising in my shitboxo maverick
>suddenly he revs his engine, speeds off, then lets off and slows back to me
>does this multiple times
>he must assume i atleast have a 302 from the loud straight pipe of mine
>by this time I have learned my lesson on trying to race people
>i just smile, wave, and shake me head no
>he fucks off into the sunset

still though, I think you can have more fun flooring and beating the shit out of a slow car than you can getting to a very high speed in a short amount of time with a fast car.

I've got a few

>be 16-17
>friend with 2009 Malibu is being his reckless self with three passengers in the car (me and two buddies)
>doing 80 in a 50 on a wide open cop infested main road lined with houses blasting eurobeat (was either Running in the 90's or Supercar but I could be wrong)
>steadily approach some black SUV to pass but he starts speed matching us (not sure if he heard and understood the significance of the music or what)
>keeps up with is to 120, then darts in front of us to overtake a car in his lane
>pass through a green light and fly past two plazas, one on each side of the street
>cop sitting in left plaza that we were unaware of at the time
>sitting in front of a Starbucks far away from the road facing the store so they likely didn't get a good look at what was going on if they were even aware of it
>Road expands to a long parkway, SUV gets off at first ramp, we turn ourselves around at the next
>we're all hungry so we stop in said plaza to get some pizza not realizing there were cops there
>staring at us the entire time we were in plain view, not saying anything
>get our pizza and leave, cops appear to be following us back to friend's house
>we're all scared shitless, friend is doing 1 under all the way home
>cops leave after the second/third turn we make
>reappear in front of us as we navigate the windey residential roads to get back to his house
>turn off onto his street and thank god he wasn't after us, no more hooning for the night

Another one

>be 18
>driving my buddy somewhere in my Mazdaspeed6 (only person in my group of friends with a manual currently, still shit at it)
>make a left turn
>riced Neon SRT4 with le angry headlights, fartcan, fake BOV, Hoonigan stickers, the works behind me cuts over to the right lane and tries to fly by me
>downshift and floor it, get up to like 110 in a 50
>leave him in the fucking dust, friend is gleaming
>slow down a bit and weave through traffic, end up boxing him in behind traffic for a considerable distance
>make a left turn a bit farther up, he does a ricer flyby
>never see that bitch again

had a scenic drive through Illinois and Indy earlier this week, land is flat as shit and nothing interesting, looked pretty similar to your pic. I assume western TN, as the east is rather hilly.

>driving i75 south, about 5 miles past the Cincy bridge into KY,t minding my own business
>about 2am Sunday morning
>want to make it back to go to sleep, going about 85 ish
>Eclipse comes flying by and overtakes on the left
>Civic with some kind of aftermarket engine hot on his heels
>I speed up to just under 100 and follow for about a minute
>Eclipse speeds up from our 100 ish cruise to something in the 120 ish range, runs off down the road, Civic tries to keep up with him but can't hit that speed
>drop back down to 85 and continue cruising
>pass Civic a couple minutes later
>never saw Eclipse again

>still shit at it
The Mazda 6 MPS clutch is notoriously heavy, pretty much everyone struggles with it.

oh you. also trans am>camaro

look out everyone it Mr i drive a honda kei van

>driving sleeper fusion
>nothing big done to it, better tires, turned boost up a few psi, basic stuff
>driving down residential streets
>never really go out for casual drives during the day
>it's also raining
>blackman in 90's C class comes tearing down the street
>see him in rearview
>eh, why not?
>pop into Drive/Sport, match speed as he tries to pass
>he guns it
>I gun it
>fully hektik, it's 3:00 PM, we're going down a street that literally has a school that got out at 2:55 PM
>35 mph speed limit
>we're going about 80
>blow through school zone
>I had forgotten about it
>always drive through in dead of night, know tight turn is coming up
>brakes.webm
>he finally pulls fully ahead
>hits turn
>he swerves from right lane all the way to left lane trying to correct, barely makes it
>if I would have kept up with him I would have gotten slammed off the road
>probably just put 30-50 people in danger, most of them children
>fuck
>never drive car during day again

After that I got a job at a warehouse that has me working 7:00 AM to 6:00 PM 5 days a week, 7 days a week every 3 weeks.
Felt really stupid desu, never really talked to anyone about it.

admittedly, it is a badass looking car.

>drive lowered 325i
>v6, pretty quick and pulls nicely
>some kind of exhaust, sounds deep and low
>on freeway
>focus st takes off after red light
>catch up to it, some black guy
>motions forward with his head and takes off
>didn't even give me time to downshift
>catch up to him again, he takes off again
>hitting 110 in pretty heavy traffic
>he takes exit eventually, I go home