This weekend will definitely be one to remember...
Friday night, I go out to the local, weekly Import Meet. I end up cruising with some Honda folks, and we do some runs on the highway (pretty damn empty highway). After all the fun, I go home and something just tells me to stay put in my car. So I fall asleep. About an hour later something wakes me up, and I look over my shoulder and see a group of asian dudes around my car, up in the driveway!:wtf: I raise up to get a better look, and one of them yells, "Oh s***!" and they all dart for the little 2001 + Silver Civic Coupe, and speed away. As that was happening, I was trying to figure out what time it was. I could have started the car and chased them, but when trying to start the car, the starter kill is in effect, and it took me a sec to wake up. By that time, I was like forget it. I ended up relocating, and sleeping in the car until the Texas WRX Run to Fredricksburg.
The Subarus arrive, and we head out for some driving fun!
We stuck to the main roads until we got out to the boonies. The roads were pretty good, and as we approached "Hill Country" around Fredricksburg, they got better. At times there were slow folk in the roads blocking us, but as soon as the leader in the pack saw daylight, everyone who could would be at 130 MPH with the quickness. I was the only non-subie "keeping up." (I LOVE BOOST!) It seemed like every 5 minutes or something, we all would hit tripple digit speeds. We got to Fredricksburg, and ate at the Fredricksburg Brewery. Pretty good food, althoug the waitstaff eagerly wanted to take our plates before we finished eating. :wtf: One guy threatend amputation of the hand the next time one of them tried to. We met up with the folks from San Antonio, Austin, and some from Houston and chilled outside for a while stiring up the locals. We caravaned out a certain well-know field and took a group photo (I'm dead center behind the WRX with the flag):
Friday night, I go out to the local, weekly Import Meet. I end up cruising with some Honda folks, and we do some runs on the highway (pretty damn empty highway). After all the fun, I go home and something just tells me to stay put in my car. So I fall asleep. About an hour later something wakes me up, and I look over my shoulder and see a group of asian dudes around my car, up in the driveway!:wtf: I raise up to get a better look, and one of them yells, "Oh s***!" and they all dart for the little 2001 + Silver Civic Coupe, and speed away. As that was happening, I was trying to figure out what time it was. I could have started the car and chased them, but when trying to start the car, the starter kill is in effect, and it took me a sec to wake up. By that time, I was like forget it. I ended up relocating, and sleeping in the car until the Texas WRX Run to Fredricksburg.
The Subarus arrive, and we head out for some driving fun!
We stuck to the main roads until we got out to the boonies. The roads were pretty good, and as we approached "Hill Country" around Fredricksburg, they got better. At times there were slow folk in the roads blocking us, but as soon as the leader in the pack saw daylight, everyone who could would be at 130 MPH with the quickness. I was the only non-subie "keeping up." (I LOVE BOOST!) It seemed like every 5 minutes or something, we all would hit tripple digit speeds. We got to Fredricksburg, and ate at the Fredricksburg Brewery. Pretty good food, althoug the waitstaff eagerly wanted to take our plates before we finished eating. :wtf: One guy threatend amputation of the hand the next time one of them tried to. We met up with the folks from San Antonio, Austin, and some from Houston and chilled outside for a while stiring up the locals. We caravaned out a certain well-know field and took a group photo (I'm dead center behind the WRX with the flag):
Greg and Diane switched places, and it was my turn to lead. As we were flying through there like bloody mad, I look up in my rear-view to see Greg slide off the road, and then the car flip over on him!
As this is happening, I was like, 'OH s***!! Greg just flipped the Miata!" We turned around and went back, and he was crawling off from under the car, and stood up with only dirt on his shirt. The 1st thing out of his mouth was, "Now you know what the underside of a Miata looks like." We all laughed a little, and then called 911. The funny thing was the tow truck got there within 10 minutes, and before the cops. By then it was getting dark outside. The best part about all this was that Greg walked away unscathed....even though he did not have a ROLL BAR! 
