Sunday Cruise. A lot of cars rolled out to cruise the island. Of course my Tiburon is out and gleaming from a wash and wax. I\'m standing there chilling with my crew when this young kid pulls up in a, what else, a Civic. Lowered, clear tails, coffee can fart tip, etc. He pulls up and sees mine and my buddy\'s Tiburon sitting there and he pops his head out of the window. A brief conversation ensues:
Kid: Hey, is it fast.
Me: The black one, yes. The blue one, no.
Kid: All that Korean **** is garbage anyway. *revs his engine*
Me: You look Korean.
Kid: I ain\'t no ****in\' Korean *****.
Me: Sorry, you all look alike to me. (throwing that stereotype back at him).
Kid: **** you.
The kid revs his engine, drops the clutch and some gawd-awful noise came out of his car along with a faint burning smell. That\'s right, that kid fried his clutch.
Not only did he fry his clutch but he did so in front of about 20 other people from various car clubs. To add insult to injury, the president of this kids car club scraped his membership sticker off his window and kicked him out of the club on the spot