Ricer Stories

This is a page dedicated to funny stories you might have about riceburners, like racing them with beaters and winning. You get the point. click HERE to email me your stories and ill post them.

Me and my friend pulled up to a stoplight the other day in his 2001 Chevy Silverado 4-Door Extended Cab Long Bed Dually with a 454. The truck weighs at least two and a half tons. We happened to glance to the right of us and see a little 4-door Honda. We gave him a laugh and waited for the green light. We blew him right off the line, he was flooring it, you could tell. He couldn't even pass us. Just the look on his face was priceless.

This was a while ago when I first bought my nova I had temp plates on it to get it home and of course my mom says don't drive it at all and shit so screw that and I took it out to show my friends the car ran great but was dirty as hell cuz i bought it in 100% original mint condition from the junkyard with only 50k original miles on it (believe it or not) the only thing altered was a pair of glasspack's instead on the stock mufflers. So I've got my bro in the front with me and 3 friends in back there's at least an extra 700 lbs in the car (not including me) and were just crusin. My friend wants to go to McDonalds so I pull in and we go through the drive through. There's this little piece of crap I ignored when I pulled in but noticed it a little later. The order took a little long cuz a bunch of other cars are in line and i hear this little whizzing sound like a dirt bike or lawnmower, so I look right and there's this gray (primer of course) civic there with a body kit and "fancy lights". I can barley hear its rev-ving over the idle of my little 307 inch totally stock original engine [mind you totally stock not even headers on it) so were waiting for the order and i rev my engine a few times hoping not to break anyone's windows at the sound my car produces and the civic shuts up totally not a sound. We get the order and begin to pull away and so does the civic (must be a late 90's style). My town has many double and even triple lanes main roads, and the McDonalds was off one, so im on the main road and of course I get to the stop light that always pisses me off, and the civic is next to next time I know it, My friends are still laughing like mad at how the civic stop rev-ving once I started. He rolls down his window and says my car looks like the biggest pile of junk hes seen in town. The light turns green and we roll about 50 feet right into another stop light (told you it was annoying) and now there's about 2 miles of double lane back roads now stop lights for awhile, Im not even aware he wants to race, and he jumps the green light, flooring it with all his rice might, and about 2 seconds later he was 50 feet behind me and couldn't catch up, I was only cruising. The look on his face was priceless he was shaking his steering wheel as if he could go faster.. And all the way home my friends couldn't stop laughing. The next day I asked around if anyone knew who had that car and I found out who, soon followed by "He has a wicked fast car."