Originally Posted by LuckyJinx

My Nismo is a daily car(I know, shocking). When I was driving home one night a group of riced out stangs followed me. Riced as rice can be, I mean B-52 spoilers, bad paintjobs, fart cannons, the works. The 3 continued to follow me around Columbia until I pulled in a Walmart. I held onto my ranger knife, cause I was scared.. I rolled down the window and the mexican guy looked at my car and said it was nice..but he also said, "You shhhould getta Mushhtang ese! Don't drive this girly car holmes." Long story short, we all raced. Of course mine was stock, yet I still won -.- any of this ever happen to you? Pesky pesky ricers..