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Well, today, me and my friends decided to check out the new FireWheel mall in Garland since we could not go to the Concorso. 
Afterwards, we got on the highway towards Dallas city for some drinks (Legal of course).
On the way, a red Chevy pickup, and 300ZX passed us cutting traffic off.
Unfornately....my bud, Micheal has a bad temper on the road, so when his M3 was cut off, I could tell he would do something stupid...and he did.
Now, he has one friend with him, I have 1 with me, and 3 in the car behind us.
Well, I didn't want to start street racing as it contains the scum of the roads, but Micheal did it...(Idiot.)
Now we didn't say we would street race them...it somehow turned into it, which I regret.
They followed us on the highway, and Micheal soon got next to 2 pickups and blocked the 3 lanes. The red Chevy cuts around the pickups on the pull over lane, and takes off with Micheal stupidly following them....
Unfornately, I knew niether the 300ZX with its small modifications (being driven by the typical jock and the typical preppy looking girl from around here) nor the Chevy (also being driven by an idiot guy) would escape the 360 horses in Micheal's E36, but I doubted my VR-4 could keep up with them, nor could Jason's Mazda6 with its small modifications.
So it became a chase after...Micheal. It took a while for the 300ZX who was chasing the Chevrolet to realize the BMW was following them. It wasn't a long chase, but it got scary.
Micheal soon cut the pickup off onto the center lane who cut me off. Jason passed by me and only stayed on Micheal's bumper for 2 seconds.
Now a little history...Micheal likes too, idiotically, have people chase him and loves to stay in front watching them...its cost him many tickets.
After some more weaving in and out of traffic, Micheal pulled off the highway into Dallas where I thought the 2 dumbys would keep going. They followed.
Fornately, the city has a few streets were its easy to follow Micheal and where he'll go to escape, or make something interesting as he puts it.
After more "chasing", the pickup soon started to have the idea that I should be dead or at least off the road which was bad considering that I hate driving 30Mph in Dallas city with the traffic. Luckily, a car always kept him away.
As for Micheal, well, I followed him. Jason, forunately, got lost in the traffic and went to a Pizza place or so he told us. Again, I have a passenger with me, so racing is the last thing on my mind. Micheal is still playing keep away with the Nissan after continuously cutting the guy off.
This point, I'm about to say "screw it" and pull over.
I turn a corner near the convention center, and see that the pickup went to by too fast following with a skid to a stop. I pulled into a side street parking place with my friend, and got out with her. We see a police car go by, and look around the corner. The truck is still sitting in the lane pulled over by a cop. Luckily, he hit no one.
I however, got back in my car and drove to the Pizza place with my friend.
Micheal meets us a half hour later with his friend telling us the Nissan was cut off on to another street by a small moving truck. While we ate, I had said that what we did today was stupid. Micheal, as the usual dumba**, laughed.
The point being is that the other kids, about our age, were not the only ones in this common known case of racing. We were too, and it is something that made me remember why I hated street racing. I get no thrill, no adrenaline, just the regrets later of doing something that I or anyone else could have died. It made me remember why I drove at high speeds alone on the road and not with or against someone.
I was one of those idiots that could have killed somebody for "fun." Even though I wasn't really racing, more of chasing, I was still doing the same thing as street racing, but in a different category.
Its making me think of twice of whether I should modify my car or not if this is what will happen. I know Micheal's modifications were not street racing intentionally, but for race tracks and shows. It was used for the wrong thing.
It also made me think of what would have happened if I had still had the Acura...
The event today has made me dispise street racing even more as a victim turned suspect. In the past, I used to cut off a street racer to slow him down and I will continue doing that. Though a friend commited the acts due to anger, what I did was not peer pressure, but trying to make sure the b*stard wouldn't kill himself.
I really will remember today and how that some teens should not have a license.
And before anyone says it, yes, Micheal is stupid. Street Racing isn't his kind of fun, but the racing and high speeds got him. He still has yet to learn high speeds and racing are ok on tracks and not on the road...but he's addicted. 👎
Afterwards, we got on the highway towards Dallas city for some drinks (Legal of course).On the way, a red Chevy pickup, and 300ZX passed us cutting traffic off.
Unfornately....my bud, Micheal has a bad temper on the road, so when his M3 was cut off, I could tell he would do something stupid...and he did.
Now, he has one friend with him, I have 1 with me, and 3 in the car behind us.
Well, I didn't want to start street racing as it contains the scum of the roads, but Micheal did it...(Idiot.)
Now we didn't say we would street race them...it somehow turned into it, which I regret.
They followed us on the highway, and Micheal soon got next to 2 pickups and blocked the 3 lanes. The red Chevy cuts around the pickups on the pull over lane, and takes off with Micheal stupidly following them....
Unfornately, I knew niether the 300ZX with its small modifications (being driven by the typical jock and the typical preppy looking girl from around here) nor the Chevy (also being driven by an idiot guy) would escape the 360 horses in Micheal's E36, but I doubted my VR-4 could keep up with them, nor could Jason's Mazda6 with its small modifications.
So it became a chase after...Micheal. It took a while for the 300ZX who was chasing the Chevrolet to realize the BMW was following them. It wasn't a long chase, but it got scary.
Micheal soon cut the pickup off onto the center lane who cut me off. Jason passed by me and only stayed on Micheal's bumper for 2 seconds.
Now a little history...Micheal likes too, idiotically, have people chase him and loves to stay in front watching them...its cost him many tickets.
After some more weaving in and out of traffic, Micheal pulled off the highway into Dallas where I thought the 2 dumbys would keep going. They followed.
Fornately, the city has a few streets were its easy to follow Micheal and where he'll go to escape, or make something interesting as he puts it.
After more "chasing", the pickup soon started to have the idea that I should be dead or at least off the road which was bad considering that I hate driving 30Mph in Dallas city with the traffic. Luckily, a car always kept him away.
As for Micheal, well, I followed him. Jason, forunately, got lost in the traffic and went to a Pizza place or so he told us. Again, I have a passenger with me, so racing is the last thing on my mind. Micheal is still playing keep away with the Nissan after continuously cutting the guy off.
This point, I'm about to say "screw it" and pull over.
I turn a corner near the convention center, and see that the pickup went to by too fast following with a skid to a stop. I pulled into a side street parking place with my friend, and got out with her. We see a police car go by, and look around the corner. The truck is still sitting in the lane pulled over by a cop. Luckily, he hit no one.
I however, got back in my car and drove to the Pizza place with my friend.
Micheal meets us a half hour later with his friend telling us the Nissan was cut off on to another street by a small moving truck. While we ate, I had said that what we did today was stupid. Micheal, as the usual dumba**, laughed.
The point being is that the other kids, about our age, were not the only ones in this common known case of racing. We were too, and it is something that made me remember why I hated street racing. I get no thrill, no adrenaline, just the regrets later of doing something that I or anyone else could have died. It made me remember why I drove at high speeds alone on the road and not with or against someone.
I was one of those idiots that could have killed somebody for "fun." Even though I wasn't really racing, more of chasing, I was still doing the same thing as street racing, but in a different category.
Its making me think of twice of whether I should modify my car or not if this is what will happen. I know Micheal's modifications were not street racing intentionally, but for race tracks and shows. It was used for the wrong thing.
It also made me think of what would have happened if I had still had the Acura...
The event today has made me dispise street racing even more as a victim turned suspect. In the past, I used to cut off a street racer to slow him down and I will continue doing that. Though a friend commited the acts due to anger, what I did was not peer pressure, but trying to make sure the b*stard wouldn't kill himself.
I really will remember today and how that some teens should not have a license.
And before anyone says it, yes, Micheal is stupid. Street Racing isn't his kind of fun, but the racing and high speeds got him. He still has yet to learn high speeds and racing are ok on tracks and not on the road...but he's addicted. 👎
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It sounds like he doesn't really deserve it... 
