This happened awhile ago but I'm really bored so I'll throw it up. I had just gotten the SMIC installed on the Mirage and went to pick up my bud to go hunting and try out the new toy. After a long time of trying and not getting any bites I finally came upon a clean black 97+ Prelude with a huge can hanging off the back, always the perfect bait. I kicked it in to 3rd at 45mph and resorted to the "ricer fly by." He didn't bite and catch up like I thought he would so I figured it was another loss. About to call it a night, I caught a red light and he changed lanes to line up with me, thinking the Prelude would have the upper hand on me I decided to launch hard and see what came of it. By the time I hit 6 grand in 3rd I had about 3 lengths on him and I let off. He pulled next to me and did the classic Honda hand signals then honked twice and got on it. I kicked 2nd after he had the jump on me, by the time I hit forth he was seeing my sun faded rear bumper. I slowed to give him the classic rock on
for playing with me, right when he pulls next to me he yell's out "what the hell do you have in that?" Which I replied with a huge smile, "a stock 1.6L." (I decided the SMIC didn't count as an aftermarket modification and he had plenty of time to see the turbo badge on my hatch) He gave a big ego busted smile and a friendly wave then turned onto the next side street he could find.
All in all it turned out to be a goodnight and I went home praising the little shitbox.