so after work tonight, i stopped by my favorite spot. since it is in an undeveloped neighborhood, there is no houses, no side walks, the construction crew hasnt even laid all the suage lines and water pipes yet. but anyways it has rained the past few days so i wanted to make a slow casuall run around the turns to make sure there hasnt been any mudslides that took over the roads or anything. first run proves to show not much has changed. second run i get the feel for how my truck is gripping and what needs to be done to drift it over the dirt clods that scattered the roads. third run i approach the main turn, wich is two 90 degree turns(both left) that are rounded fairly well, and have about 200 feet betwean them. i got my speed through the first turn, and got my understeer right exiting the turn, kept on the throttle and kept the tires on the verge of breaking loose. as i was commin up to the second turn, i lock up ma brakes throwing my back tires out compared to my front tires, right as i got completely free from the ground, a pickup parked right on the side of the road, less than 15 feet from me turns on his lights then flashes his brights repeatedly. i lay off the throttle gain all grip back and speed off. right after that i took a quick left again forcing this punk to drive right by me if he wants to leave the neighborhood. i went back to where the truck was and nothin, went to the exit, no cars for almost more than a mile, and he couldnt have gotten that far away.
scared the hell outa me, and i think i might have lost one of my favorite spots due to survalence. does anyone else have any non initalD story that resembles a creepy encounter while out for some late night drift?
scared the hell outa me, and i think i might have lost one of my favorite spots due to survalence. does anyone else have any non initalD story that resembles a creepy encounter while out for some late night drift?
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