Post your experiences with Ricers! (starts on page 5)

in high school i took a career and technology class called automotive technology... now where i lived at the time (frederick MD) there are only four kinds of car people you will commonly find divided into two classes (especially in this school i was in)
ricers/pimpers: these were the ones that liked huge wings, unpainted bopdykits, and fart cans... they thought that the best thing ever was a turbocharged 4cyl and that their civics and eclipses were the fastest ever... the pimpers (yeah, made that word up) loved escalades and huge wheels and somehow thought a sound system gave your car the advantage in a race
mullets/mud runners: mullets liked muscle cars only, somehow a camaro was better than any foreign car just because it was cheaper and had a v8, handling not mandatory in this camp... mud runners are the ones who like sky scraping trucks, and think that cars are stupid period
im pretty sure i was the only one in the class who could find an advantage to any of these types of vehicles and often ended fighting both sides of a dispute, seems like the professor always managed to put anyone who thought there way of doing things was best... there was one time when two got into it over which POS would win
ricer to mullet: man my civic could kick your impalas ass up and down on the strip... its got an intake and an exhaust
professor: an intake and an exhaust does not make for a winner at the strip every time, you should pick your fight more carefully
mullet: yeah that crappy weed whacker isnt worth a second look at the drag strip
professor: i would watch it because your car may win the drag race, but what happens when you try to stop at the end? or god forbid, you actually have to
turn at some point, ill bet you also have fun at the gas pump
by the end of the class however, people had actually learned something and i would see a mullet checking out a polished exhaust tip or nice head unit, and i
caught a few ricers drooling over one of the mud runners exhaust notes. everyone just needs to realize that their way isnt the only way
 
A kid was talking about his ford escort and he said: "Man, I wish I had some more rear wheel torque."
Me: "Uhh.. a 1991 Escort is front wheel drive."
Him: "yeah, so?"
Me: "That's implying that you had power going to the rear wheels in the first place."
Him: "If I did then I could really drift this thing a lot better."
Me: " You drift an escort?"
Him: "yeah, dude! I really cut up the turns in my neighborhood and in parking lots!"
Me: "That wasn't drifting."
H: "What the hell are you talking about? I was sliding everywhere!"
Me: "It's front wheel drive."
H: "So?"
Me: "how do you drift?"
H: "turn, lose grip, and then turn the direction of the slide."
Me: "YOU. Not Yasuyuki Kazama."
H: "Basically what I told you. lay off me."
Me: "A sliding front wheel drive car will straighten itself out if you're sliding and turning the direction of the slide."
H: "No it won't!"
Me: "The front wheels are the ones pulling the car. They pull the car in whatever direction the wheel makes them. Then, the rear wheels have to follow what the front does, and the car straightens out."
H: "That makes no sense, but then why do rear wheel drive cars do it better?"
Me: "Well, probably because the wheels doing the grunt work aren't steering, and since they can't direct their force in a different direction, they continue the slide until physics play out."
H: "You're stupid."
 
I cant really say this kid was a ricer but here goes.So i was watchin this kid play NFSU (BTW this happened in somethin like 2003...).This is what he said: Me=Me and H=Him

H:"I think i should put some neon on this car cause it will make my car much faster"
Me:"Since when does neon make your car faster?"
H:"I saw on F&F them civics with green neons.They went way faster than stock ones."

Ok well as I said that, this other kid walks in and says:"Put a bodykit on the car. It makes your car faster".

Well after this i was just like WTF is wrong with these people and walked out of store.And these kids were like 9 years old.:nervous: :ouch:
 
About a month ago(or maybe it was 2) I was driving home from school with my dad in the passenger seat. I come to a stop at an intersection and I'm minding my own business listening to some Sabbath and some mid 90's silver, rusting saturn pulls up blaring crappy rap music. I look over and notice he has a huge aluminum spoiler on this rusting 4 door saturn, it looks just like the ugly bookshelf of a spoiler on that green Eclipse from that horrible movie we all make fun of. Anyways I notice that and giggle a bit and the wigger in the front seat looks at me with this gangter smirk on his face and starts revving the saturn like there's no tomorrow. I guess he wants me to race him(mind you I'm driving my dad's Mazda Tribute...) and the light finally turns green, I just drive off normally and notice the ricer/wigger has just stalled his saturn in the middle of the intersection trying to take off and pull a ricer fly by on me. That made my day.
 
I've got a story... and its quite odd at some points. Not very long though, as well, I just tried to get away from the guy.

I showed up at a party in my MR2. If anyone has seen it, its not low profile and the spoiler is riceish. Anyhow, this guy comes up to me and starts asking about it. I give him the basic answers, engine swap, eibach springs, etc etc. Then he goes off about this like 10 second Civic he HAD. Apparently it was running a Spoon built engine imported from Japan, and thus JDM. And it was twin turboed. And then just on and on about how fast it was. I think he said it was a B18... oh, and he was running NOS.

I didn't bother to disagree with him, as he was drinking and I really didn't feel like getting A) punched in the face or B) getting my car damaged.

But a twin turbo Spoon engined Civic running NOS... was just a bit much for me. Considering everything he said had to do with JDM or drifting in regard to my MR2 and his friends Supra... it was a put too much. Plus he looked like a frat boy.. and I have yet to see a frat guy know much about cars. At least of the partying genre.
 
Thanks
I understand now, here in Belgium, we call those guys with such cars "Johnnies".

But what about cars wit professional styling kits?? Like the Ferrari 599GTB Hamann in this forum??? An Asian car with such styling kits, is that also suppose to be a ricer or do ricers all the work themselfs which makes their car laughable.
Here in Belgium a Johnny (=ricer) is also somebody with loud music in his car. There is a big difference though, Johnnies can have what ever car they want, not only Asian.

True, but when it comes to Ferraris and such, I usually tend to classify them as rice only if the aftermarket exterior mods can actually equal the price of the car itself.
 
I've had my share of idiots, expecially in my old car, but this one incident sticks out like a protruding pointy object.

Sitting at the lights in the wagon with a couple of mates, and douchebag and his crew pull up next to me in a bright yellow integra, with giant chrome wheels, spoiler, neons, the works. Rolls window down, and douchebag #2, in the passengers seat starts talking to me...

D#2: Bro, whaddya need that muffler for?
Me: It was on sale. (Note: full exhaust, came with the car, I wanted to see where this was leading)
D#2: But youre just driving a bloody fridge, why do you care?
Me: Better than driving an banana with strobe lights.
D#1 (driver): Haha mate, this would rip you up. Everyone knows WRX's are the only Subarus that aren't ****. You'd need a turbo just to keep up. *Revs engine*

Street racing is stupid. Don't do it. But the fridge left the banana a loong way behind.

At the next lights:
Mate in the back seat: What was that about ripping us up?
D#2: Bro, u running NOS?
Me: No, just two turbos. So I can, you know, keep up with Integras.
D#1: Wait till I get my Type R extractors. Know what a Type-R is?
Me: Retard

At this point D#1 floored it and disappeared, apparently hoping to prove how awesome his car was. Less than half a km later we drove past them parked in front of a police car with its lights flashing. Hilarity ensued.
 
slidesquad, isn't that the greatest feeling in the world when an idiot like that gets whats coming to him? I just love that. :D
 
I've had my share of idiots, expecially in my old car, but this one incident sticks out like a protruding pointy object.

Sitting at the lights in the wagon with a couple of mates, and douchebag and his crew pull up next to me in a bright yellow integra, with giant chrome wheels, spoiler, neons, the works. Rolls window down, and douchebag #2, in the passengers seat starts talking to me...

D#2: Bro, whaddya need that muffler for?
Me: It was on sale. (Note: full exhaust, came with the car, I wanted to see where this was leading)
D#2: But youre just driving a bloody fridge, why do you care?
Me: Better than driving an banana with strobe lights.
D#1 (driver): Haha mate, this would rip you up. Everyone knows WRX's are the only Subarus that aren't ****. You'd need a turbo just to keep up. *Revs engine*

Street racing is stupid. Don't do it. But the fridge left the banana a loong way behind.

At the next lights:
Mate in the back seat: What was that about ripping us up?
D#2: Bro, u running NOS?
Me: No, just two turbos. So I can, you know, keep up with Integras.
D#1: Wait till I get my Type R extractors. Know what a Type-R is?
Me: Retard

At this point D#1 floored it and disappeared, apparently hoping to prove how awesome his car was. Less than half a km later we drove past them parked in front of a police car with its lights flashing. Hilarity ensued.

That's an awsome story, along with many others in this thread.
 
I used to be mates with a guy who was into the whole tuning your car thing, he was as much into performance tuning as he was into making the car look "nice" though, which was fair enough in my mind. However, he also ended up getting into street racing, anyway as we both got older our circles of friends started to change and after a while he was just the kind of mate you say hi to when you happen to cross paths. Eventually he moved somewhere quite a distance away from me, the next thing I know he's been street racing down some country lanes and ran over a pregnant woman, killed the baby and left her in a coma for a few weeks which thankfully she ame out of. Thankfully he got caught on his own, I'd have tinkered with the idea of pointing the police in the right direction had he not been caught, but at the same time he used to be a mate. Despite us both growing up in different social directions (and then a little later my social direction did a 90 degree turn and went as far away as possible from the former) and me at the point of this incident point thinking he was an asshole. While we were mates we got on very well and all we did was grow out of what we both shared that made us friends so it wouldn't have been a moral dilemma I'd have enjoyed dwelling on. If I met him tomorrow I'd punch him, then I'd tell him what an idiot he's turned into. Then I'd try to talk sense to him. Despite the fact it wouldn't change what he did, hopefully after that ordeal he's started to act more sensible already. I haven't seen or heared anything about him since.

This is the sad consequnce of the actions of many young drivers who get behind the wheel of a car and automatically think they can drive it fast and are always in control. What if the unexpected happens.
 

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