Back Roads Kid
Submitted By: Lightning
One cool summer night, I'm cruisin' down the back roads doing about 45 MPH. I'm not looking for a race, just cruisin. I look down at my radio to see the time; it's 2:17. I look at my rear view mirror and I see a pair of headlights coming up quick. I finally recognize them as belonging to a Honda Civic; my best guess is 97-98 around there. I consider my options, I can either move over and let this asshole pass, or I can make him try to pass me on the left so I can have some fun since it's been a slow night. I go with number 2. The guy pulls up next to me, and he looks high strung. Then I realize it's just a kid he can't be more than 14. Probably his brother's car but who knows. He tries to pass me, but I don't like his attitude so I decide to play with him. I speed up to be just ahead of him, to do this I barely pushed my gas. The kid gets pissed at it though, so he guns his engine. I know because I can hear his engine screaming but he ain't moving much. I let him get up to my window and the kid looks over and starts cussing me out. I just grin and speed up to drop his ass. This goes on for a few minutes, the same thing. I get tired of his ass and take a turn, but the kid is a little bitch and decides he'll try to scare me. ME! For all you guys out there that know me, I'm not a guy that gets scared, but does the scaring. This just ticks me off. So he tries to scare me again by trying to run me off the road. I emphasize TRIES.This moffo can't even keep up with me, let along match skills with me. I stop at the red light and the little kid has the balls to get out of his car and step up to mine. So I open my door and get out slowly and stand up straight to my full height of 6'3''. The kid is like 14 so he was like 5'3''. I'm a full foot taller than he is, and I'm built. The Kid freaks out because he's gonna get his ass kicked, and he starts stuttering and blubbering nonsense. I step up to him and say to him "Give me on good reason why I shouldn't fuck you and your pussy ass car up RIGHT NOW". The kid is spooked, by now it's about 3:00 in the morning, the street is deserted, and he stepped into the deep end of a shit pool. He's talking gibberish and making excuses about how he only wanted to catch up to me so we could race. I grin and nod to his the civic "This your car?" The kid says something or other, but I wasn't listening. I had stepped on over to the drivers side and popped the cars hood. Like I thought the car is running nothing but an intake. I slam his hood and walk over to the passenger side door. I get in and start looking through his Glove compartment. The kid starts to protest but one look from me shuts him the fuck up. I grab his insurance, which has his address, and say to him "All right, you went through all this trouble to race me, so now we're going to see what you're made of. When we finish the race and you don't run away, I'll give you your insurance back" Without saying anything to the kid I climb back into my car and wait for the light to turn red again. The kid looks like he's about to cry but reluctantly he gets back in his car. The light turns red and I line up with the white stripe on the road and the other guy does the same. The kid puts it in first but holds his clutch in as he floors it. His engine screams like a little bitch as I sit there and do nothing. I think to myself "This kids a rookie". The light turns green and I step on the gas, but only about half way. My opponent however just dumps his clutch and sits there burning the shit out of his tires so by the time he actually moves, I'm already a few car lengths ahead of him. I'm totally giving this guy a chance but the kid is hopeless, he never had a chance to begin with and pulling rookie shit like that? He's lucky if he ever catches up to me. I go for like 5 blocks before I decide to stop. It takes the kid like 2 minutes to catch up to me, which in racing time, he might as well have walked. I grin as the kid gets out of the car and walks over to me. I'm still sitting in my car with his insurance in my hand. I roll down my window and throw the insurance at him before he has a chance to say anything. I tell him "Let this be a lesson to you kid, never mess with anyone from High Stakes, and be sure to tell your friends about us." Before he says anything I pull a huge burn out and turn it into a smoky U turn and drive away. Lesson? Don't fuck with the High Stakes Racing Crew.
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