confuZion3 wrote:
I sucked hard though. I think a lot of my misfortune came from that douche though. When you know that there's a guy behind you that is probably just going to ram you going into a turn, you have a tendency to brake too late or too softly. I kept doing that. But it was all good fun. Maybe I'll get on this weekend if the weather sucks outside.
Yeah, he put me off a couple of times as well. He'd slow way too much in front of me so he could drift, and I'd try to run around his outside, instead of slam him in the back (good thing Forza-or anything else-doesn't model "the marbles", eh?). Then when his car would go sideways, he'd pop me in the side and put me off the road. His first PM was something like "why'd you hit me?". Mine was "because you're too slow, poseur!"
He then asked why we weren't drifting, I told him we were all real road racers & autoxers, and didn't have time for figure skating. I eventually told him to look at the lap times, and reminded him that the stopwatch never lies.
After you left, he tried to run for real..and actually took his losses pretty well. I ended up gifting the guy a "grip" version of his Corrola. Call it the GRM "Missionary Outreach"?
I don't know when I'll be back on-since the machine belongs to the roomie..but some of y'all will have a friend request.
EDIT: C-o-r-o-l-l-a.