Best Part of Owning an Evo...
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Best Part of Owning an Evo...
The best part of owning an Evo is...watching people who may otherwise be somewhat intelligent become complete idiots when they're around you. What is it about being in the presence of an Evo that inspires so many people to be stupid? If you drive an Evo, then you know exactly what I am talking about. If you don't...then read the story below. It's a little lengthy, but well worth the time.
Not more than an hour ago, I'm sitting in the drive-thru at BK. I had just placed my order and I drive around the building to find a car waiting at the window in front of me. That's when I hear what I thought was a weed whacker. That's strange. It's still far too freaking cold for anyone to even think about whacking some weeds. That's when I notice that my ears deceived me. The noise was emanating from the car infront of me. It was a Saturn Ion revving on me. You read correctly. A Saturn Ion...not a Redline. Just an Ion. I may have had some respect had it been a Redline, albeit not too much. He did have a muffler and tined windows, though. I had been driving all day already, including a jog to O'Hare Airport. Needless to say, this was at least the 4th car that's revved on me today. What exactly is he thinking? First off, his exhaust sounded like he was choking a cat...and the cat was winning. Second off, what the hell was he going to accomplish? Were we going to race to see who got their food faster? Come on.
Well, Evo owners have developed their own strategies for dealing with people like this. Mine, which I have found quite effective, is to pretend that their ride isn't even worth my attention. After all, they want to be noticed. That, I am assuming, is the reason for their behavior. That is the one and only conclusion I can draw from this. Nothing I've done has pissed people off more than stone-facing them and pretending that you didn't even notice their presence. This worked on this guy more than anyone yet to this point.
So, we sit in line for another two minutes, all the while he is revving up about halfway, then falling back to idle. He's watching me in his rear view to see if I've noticed. My sunglasses are dark enough that he couldn't tell I could see him. Even more, I couldn't have cared less. In fact, it was torturous not to acknowledge him by laughing. I tried my best to hold back my smile. After getting his food, he pulls out of the canopy and I move up to the window. He's still trying desperately to get my attention with his choking kitty approach. I went as far as making conversation with the window attendant so as to have something to do until this stroke leaves. I see him approach the street to leave the parking lot. He is attempting a left turn, but apparently decided he didn't have enough room for a smoke show, as I watched him try to spin his tires. Having already been defeated but not yet realizing it, he backs up and decides a right turn will be more adventageous to the sweet smoke show I now know he's trying to give me. He impatiently waits for traffic to clear, revving his engine the whole time. Now I'm watching this idiot because I'm a Firefighter and am afraid this moron is going to cause an accident. Finally...traffic breaks. YES! His opportunity to show me up has arrived. I hear that bad boy Ion rev to its limits. I see smoke. Neat...no tire spin yet, but definately smoke. Then finally...mission accomplished. Those front tires spun for nearly two seconds and some smoke was seen. Well, I see him limp about 1/3 of a block down this main road, then I hear him try to grind into second unsuccesfully. He finally managed to find some gear and limped out of sight. It was at that time that the sweet smoke show he just put on reached my nose.
Now...I did not have in my presence any measuring devices for air quality, but I would say that the smoke he just generated with that mean show was about 20% Bridgestone, and 80% clutch!
Dude, he showed me...how to burn to clutch for absolutely no good reason. That just kills me. I never know why people do that. It's never a worthy opponent, either. It always seems to be a Civic or something along those lines. I'm the first person to throw props to someone who put work into their ride, regardless of what it is. I just don't understand why people get so retarded around Evos. I don't think I'm the only one with a story like this. It was so amusing to me that I had to share.
Not more than an hour ago, I'm sitting in the drive-thru at BK. I had just placed my order and I drive around the building to find a car waiting at the window in front of me. That's when I hear what I thought was a weed whacker. That's strange. It's still far too freaking cold for anyone to even think about whacking some weeds. That's when I notice that my ears deceived me. The noise was emanating from the car infront of me. It was a Saturn Ion revving on me. You read correctly. A Saturn Ion...not a Redline. Just an Ion. I may have had some respect had it been a Redline, albeit not too much. He did have a muffler and tined windows, though. I had been driving all day already, including a jog to O'Hare Airport. Needless to say, this was at least the 4th car that's revved on me today. What exactly is he thinking? First off, his exhaust sounded like he was choking a cat...and the cat was winning. Second off, what the hell was he going to accomplish? Were we going to race to see who got their food faster? Come on.
Well, Evo owners have developed their own strategies for dealing with people like this. Mine, which I have found quite effective, is to pretend that their ride isn't even worth my attention. After all, they want to be noticed. That, I am assuming, is the reason for their behavior. That is the one and only conclusion I can draw from this. Nothing I've done has pissed people off more than stone-facing them and pretending that you didn't even notice their presence. This worked on this guy more than anyone yet to this point.
So, we sit in line for another two minutes, all the while he is revving up about halfway, then falling back to idle. He's watching me in his rear view to see if I've noticed. My sunglasses are dark enough that he couldn't tell I could see him. Even more, I couldn't have cared less. In fact, it was torturous not to acknowledge him by laughing. I tried my best to hold back my smile. After getting his food, he pulls out of the canopy and I move up to the window. He's still trying desperately to get my attention with his choking kitty approach. I went as far as making conversation with the window attendant so as to have something to do until this stroke leaves. I see him approach the street to leave the parking lot. He is attempting a left turn, but apparently decided he didn't have enough room for a smoke show, as I watched him try to spin his tires. Having already been defeated but not yet realizing it, he backs up and decides a right turn will be more adventageous to the sweet smoke show I now know he's trying to give me. He impatiently waits for traffic to clear, revving his engine the whole time. Now I'm watching this idiot because I'm a Firefighter and am afraid this moron is going to cause an accident. Finally...traffic breaks. YES! His opportunity to show me up has arrived. I hear that bad boy Ion rev to its limits. I see smoke. Neat...no tire spin yet, but definately smoke. Then finally...mission accomplished. Those front tires spun for nearly two seconds and some smoke was seen. Well, I see him limp about 1/3 of a block down this main road, then I hear him try to grind into second unsuccesfully. He finally managed to find some gear and limped out of sight. It was at that time that the sweet smoke show he just put on reached my nose.
Now...I did not have in my presence any measuring devices for air quality, but I would say that the smoke he just generated with that mean show was about 20% Bridgestone, and 80% clutch!
Dude, he showed me...how to burn to clutch for absolutely no good reason. That just kills me. I never know why people do that. It's never a worthy opponent, either. It always seems to be a Civic or something along those lines. I'm the first person to throw props to someone who put work into their ride, regardless of what it is. I just don't understand why people get so retarded around Evos. I don't think I'm the only one with a story like this. It was so amusing to me that I had to share.
Last edited by SilverStreak; Feb 21, 2006 at 02:28 PM.
Yeah i get that all the time...and i just dont even look at them. It hurts them bad when u dont noticed there cars. LOL any saturn is a joke a big *** joke...you would think since being from another planet it could be alil more powerful or faster or have like the ability to fly or something but it has noting that you would not find in a Geo.
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Dude i completly spit sobe all over my workstation! that was classic. I have a rather loud tbe on my wrx... It seems to be a habbit with ricers. They think since we drive a fast car then we must have something in common which we probably do ( a love for cars) but that doesnt but them on the same level as us. Not saying that since we drive evo's etc we are better than anyone but generally our mind set is years more mature than these guys.
I agree with SilverStreak. I found not acknowledging ricers and act like they dont exist. just annoys them more. They go out of there way to do something stupid. 9 times out of 10 its on a residental street and blvd where is loaded with cops and people. It's not worth the time
I like it when they "talk smack" to your car PARKED in the driveway.
now when its something actually powerful that sounds good revving up passing by, it's almot a friendly "hello."
but that black neon that that has to spit that foul sound every time he drives by
shawna
now when its something actually powerful that sounds good revving up passing by, it's almot a friendly "hello."
but that black neon that that has to spit that foul sound every time he drives by
shawna
