The joke was on me.

SInce today was a very grueling and boring day, I spent a lot of time online. Another forum that I belong to that shall remain nameless was visited quite often by me throughout the day.

Like any forum, it has its slow seasons, but lately its been pretty active. And like every car forum, it has its share of douchebags. The douchebag in question we will call threeohfive. He talks a lot of shit, has the brains of a skunk, and knows everything about racing there is to know. He is the proud owner of a rusted out 1980s GM performance car of which he has big, big plans for. He's also good at calling names. It seems that he has a wild hair up his ass with another member of that forum, who will remain nameless. Many have jumped on the hate bandwagon for Mr. threeohfive in the past few days that there was actually a poll made to see who was the most hated member of that forum Needless to say this kid won.

Today, he is calling out people with a "mazda". When he can't get his locals to race him on his race (which was bullshit stips) you are a pussy and scared of him. Today my temper and aggression got the best of me, I made a post saying I'm not afraid and I will run you tonight. As stated before, it really takes a lot to get me to race on the street, and I couldn't keep my cool with a 19 y/o kid. I was quite suprised when he agreed to race... And because my pride got in the way of common sense, I was going to show up so no one could say I welched on a race.

I pick up Termi and his big titted bimbo of the evening. We haul ass to race this buffoon. All he has stated is that its a Mazda, and never said what model of Mazda that it was. For some apparent reason, I felt this to be hustle, so I was going in prepared. Let's just say I was too prepared. On the way down, I forgot I had a 40# bag of dog food in the trunk of my car, and when this punk asked me what I had for a car, I simply stated "A Buick Regal." We arrive to the agreed meeting spot, and are met by threeohfive and two of his friends that looked familiar (possibly from the posters that hang in the post office). The joke was on me, because the Mazda wasn't a Speed of any kind, it wasn't a miata, it was a straight up JD Byrider Mazda something. So much for being hustled, but then I thought that maybe these other two clowns were going to pull some hot rod out of there ass.... Nope. They were there to race me also.... with a Chevy Cavalier. Now, keep in mind these guys didn't know what I was bringing to the table, and honestly I should've kept it more fair by driving my truck, or Cory's Civic.

We discuss the stips of the race, I put him out two cars and give him the hit. I pass him about the 1-2 shift, and let out before the 2-3 shift - quite a few cars out on him. The whole time I'm pissed because I drove 40 minutes to race what I thought was going to be something 'special', when in reality I looked like Johnny Knoxville in the Ringer. Now that I've done whatever the fuck of a race it was I did, I have to run threeohfive's buddies in there Cavalier. That's right, a GN vs. a Cavalier These clowns want two cars and the hit, but I want to make it interesting, so Termi and I put the cavalier out the distance between two phone poles, and gave them the hit. I came right around them without the use of WOT.

After the epic fails of races were completed, these guys wanted to know what my car really ran. Remember when I said I felt this to be hustle? Well we did some hustling of our own. I showed this guy a timeslip that said 15.65. It was one of Dwight's slips when he made a 12 sec pass in his Cobra Dumbasses fell for it too!!! threeohfive asked us to join him and his buddies for some McDonalds after the race Yes, you read that correctly. We cruised over there with them long enough to get a pop, pop my hood for them, let them ooh and ahh over a turbo and a CAI. I will say that I expected this fucker to be as cocky as he is when he's being a keyboard commando, but he was not. Perhaps it was the muscle bound guido I brought for a witness? Probably.

It goes to show that I'm a good sport about being the butt of a joke, as I was tonight. I really thought I was in the midst of a hustle, but I wasn't. And there's a good chance that was the whole joke for these guys - they raced some Norwegian smartass in his hillbilly hot rod while driving there econoboxes. As Hulk Hogan would say, "Whatcha gonna do, Brother?"

It was real, it was fun, but it wasn't real fun

moparkid wrote:

SInce today was a very grueling and boring day, I spent a lot of time online. Another forum that I belong to that shall remain nameless was visited quite often by me throughout the day.

Like any forum, it has its slow seasons, but lately its been pretty active. And like every car forum, it has its share of douchebags. The douchebag in question we will call threeohfive. He talks a lot of shit, has the brains of a skunk, and knows everything about racing there is to know. He is the proud owner of a rusted out 1980s GM performance car of which he has big, big plans for. He's also good at calling names. It seems that he has a wild hair up his ass with another member of that forum, who will remain nameless. Many have jumped on the hate bandwagon for Mr. threeohfive in the past few days that there was actually a poll made to see who was the most hated member of that forum Needless to say this kid won.

Today, he is calling out people with a "mazda". When he can't get his locals to race him on his race (which was bullshit stips) you are a pussy and scared of him. Today my temper and aggression got the best of me, I made a post saying I'm not afraid and I will run you tonight. As stated before, it really takes a lot to get me to race on the street, and I couldn't keep my cool with a 19 y/o kid. I was quite suprised when he agreed to race... And because my pride got in the way of common sense, I was going to show up so no one could say I welched on a race.

I pick up Termi and his big titted bimbo of the evening. We haul ass to race this buffoon. All he has stated is that its a Mazda, and never said what model of Mazda that it was. For some apparent reason, I felt this to be hustle, so I was going in prepared. Let's just say I was too prepared. On the way down, I forgot I had a 40# bag of dog food in the trunk of my car, and when this punk asked me what I had for a car, I simply stated "A Buick Regal." We arrive to the agreed meeting spot, and are met by threeohfive and two of his friends that looked familiar (possibly from the posters that hang in the post office). The joke was on me, because the Mazda wasn't a Speed of any kind, it wasn't a miata, it was a straight up JD Byrider Mazda something. So much for being hustled, but then I thought that maybe these other two clowns were going to pull some hot rod out of there ass.... Nope. They were there to race me also.... with a Chevy Cavalier. Now, keep in mind these guys didn't know what I was bringing to the table, and honestly I should've kept it more fair by driving my truck, or Cory's Civic.

We discuss the stips of the race, I put him out two cars and give him the hit. I pass him about the 1-2 shift, and let out before the 2-3 shift - quite a few cars out on him. The whole time I'm pissed because I drove 40 minutes to race what I thought was going to be something 'special', when in reality I looked like Johnny Knoxville in the Ringer. Now that I've done whatever the fuck of a race it was I did, I have to run threeohfive's buddies in there Cavalier. That's right, a GN vs. a Cavalier These clowns want two cars and the hit, but I want to make it interesting, so Termi and I put the cavalier out the distance between two phone poles, and gave them the hit. I came right around them without the use of WOT.

After the epic fails of races were completed, these guys wanted to know what my car really ran. Remember when I said I felt this to be hustle? Well we did some hustling of our own. I showed this guy a timeslip that said 15.65. It was one of Dwight's slips when he made a 12 sec pass in his Cobra Dumbasses fell for it too!!! threeohfive asked us to join him and his buddies for some McDonalds after the race Yes, you read that correctly. We cruised over there with them long enough to get a pop, pop my hood for them, let them ooh and ahh over a turbo and a CAI. I will say that I expected this fucker to be as cocky as he is when he's being a keyboard commando, but he was not. Perhaps it was the muscle bound guido I brought for a witness? Probably.

It goes to show that I'm a good sport about being the butt of a joke, as I was tonight. I really thought I was in the midst of a hustle, but I wasn't. And there's a good chance that was the whole joke for these guys - they raced some Norwegian smartass in his hillbilly hot rod while driving there econoboxes. As Hulk Hogan would say, "Whatcha gonna do, Brother?"

It was real, it was fun, but it wasn't real fun

sounds like fun......

Oh boy, that sounds kind of fun, but agreed they did waste your time.

Mike

you should have called me. I would have come and laid the hurt on them with my Jeep.

Dude

Should've made termi bust out the T/A just to make him very sore

When you texted me I thought he had his camaro or something for you to race, not his Mazda. If I would've known I would've told you not to bother. That kid's a dumbass & a waste of time.

moparkid wrote:

when in reality I looked like Johnny Knoxville in the Ringer.

SOOOOO what I got out of this whole story is that when you hang out with retards, you are like the king retard? I'm just asking a question, don't flip out.

CrackedHead wrote:

moparkid wrote:

when in reality I looked like Johnny Knoxville in the Ringer.

SOOOOO what I got out of this whole story is that when you hang out with retards, you are like the king retard? I'm just asking a question, don't flip out.

Pretty Much what it felt like.

I should've took him more serious when he asked for spots over the phone.

Hahahah, awesome. Just reading some of his posts a while back was even getting me riled up. Glad you laid down the hurt on him

i can't believe i'm reading what i just did.

You knew if it was a mazda it was going to be slow

moparkid wrote:

SInce today was a very grueling and boring day, I spent a lot of time online. Another forum that I belong to that shall remain nameless was visited quite often by me throughout the day.

Like any forum, it has its slow seasons, but lately its been pretty active. And like every car forum, it has its share of douchebags. The douchebag in question we will call threeohfive. He talks a lot of shit, has the brains of a skunk, and knows everything about racing there is to know. He is the proud owner of a rusted out 1980s GM performance car of which he has big, big plans for. He's also good at calling names. It seems that he has a wild hair up his ass with another member of that forum, who will remain nameless. Many have jumped on the hate bandwagon for Mr. threeohfive in the past few days that there was actually a poll made to see who was the most hated member of that forum Needless to say this kid won.

Today, he is calling out people with a "mazda". When he can't get his locals to race him on his race (which was bullshit stips) you are a pussy and scared of him. Today my temper and aggression got the best of me, I made a post saying I'm not afraid and I will run you tonight. As stated before, it really takes a lot to get me to race on the street, and I couldn't keep my cool with a 19 y/o kid. I was quite suprised when he agreed to race... And because my pride got in the way of common sense, I was going to show up so no one could say I welched on a race.

I pick up Termi and his big titted bimbo of the evening. We haul ass to race this buffoon. All he has stated is that its a Mazda, and never said what model of Mazda that it was. For some apparent reason, I felt this to be hustle, so I was going in prepared. Let's just say I was too prepared. On the way down, I forgot I had a 40# bag of dog food in the trunk of my car, and when this punk asked me what I had for a car, I simply stated "A Buick Regal." We arrive to the agreed meeting spot, and are met by threeohfive and two of his friends that looked familiar (possibly from the posters that hang in the post office). The joke was on me, because the Mazda wasn't a Speed of any kind, it wasn't a miata, it was a straight up JD Byrider Mazda something. So much for being hustled, but then I thought that maybe these other two clowns were going to pull some hot rod out of there ass.... Nope. They were there to race me also.... with a Chevy Cavalier. Now, keep in mind these guys didn't know what I was bringing to the table, and honestly I should've kept it more fair by driving my truck, or Cory's Civic.

We discuss the stips of the race, I put him out two cars and give him the hit. I pass him about the 1-2 shift, and let out before the 2-3 shift - quite a few cars out on him. The whole time I'm pissed because I drove 40 minutes to race what I thought was going to be something 'special', when in reality I looked like Johnny Knoxville in the Ringer. Now that I've done whatever the fuck of a race it was I did, I have to run threeohfive's buddies in there Cavalier. That's right, a GN vs. a Cavalier These clowns want two cars and the hit, but I want to make it interesting, so Termi and I put the cavalier out the distance between two phone poles, and gave them the hit. I came right around them without the use of WOT.

After the epic fails of races were completed, these guys wanted to know what my car really ran. Remember when I said I felt this to be hustle? Well we did some hustling of our own. I showed this guy a timeslip that said 15.65. It was one of Dwight's slips when he made a 12 sec pass in his Cobra Dumbasses fell for it too!!! threeohfive asked us to join him and his buddies for some McDonalds after the race Yes, you read that correctly. We cruised over there with them long enough to get a pop, pop my hood for them, let them ooh and ahh over a turbo and a CAI. I will say that I expected this fucker to be as cocky as he is when he's being a keyboard commando, but he was not. Perhaps it was the muscle bound guido I brought for a witness? Probably.

It goes to show that I'm a good sport about being the butt of a joke, as I was tonight. I really thought I was in the midst of a hustle, but I wasn't. And there's a good chance that was the whole joke for these guys - they raced some Norwegian smartass in his hillbilly hot rod while driving there econoboxes. As Hulk Hogan would say, "Whatcha gonna do, Brother?"

It was real, it was fun, but it wasn't real fun

I missed this thread... Wow I can't believe you guys actually came all the way out there to race a 19 year old with a I.Q. of 20 to race their 25 second cars.... Well I guess it was something to do! 305 will NEVER have anything worth racing.....

kp116 wrote:

I missed this thread... Wow I can't believe you guys actually came all the way out there to race a 19 year old with a I.Q. of 20 to race their 25 second cars.... Well I guess it was something to do! 305 will NEVER have anything worth racing.....

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