Since I have purchased my 2001 L in July, I have been very happy with my choice. I don't necessarly like Ford; but this truck is SICK(in a good way), looks sharp ( ticket-me-red)and I really look forward to having some good times with it.

Fast forward to last weekend. I live in the Houston area, Humble to be exact, and at that time hit the 3,000 mile mark - time to drop the hammer!

So with a fresh oil change (Mobil 5-30, Mobil Filter) and a fresh K&N popped in, I grab my friend from his house at about 11:30 PM and we proceed to cruise 1960. Yeah, little riceboy-wiggies running around, but like mosquito's, the Lightning swatts them and crushes egos with little or no effort on it's part. This beast's appitite for rice is insatible.

So, we make the loop, and besides a few Camero's and other trucks that get bested, no issues. So as I made my way back toward Humble on 1960, I stop at the red on Aldine-Westfield Rd. A White Dodge Ram 1500 pulls up next to me, dropped, lowered, and just about every off the shelf pimpin' accessory is either bolted or glued on to this thing, and it all gets sterotypical from there. Of course you can see the guys in the other truck jeering and reving the motor, making little jumps forward and rolling back. Yawn. Green shines and it's go, but I just roll into it slow, easily matching the speed of the other truck as they were humping the ram for all it was worth.

They most likely chipped the ram because they got it past 105, but I found it very easy to match speed, run away, slow down and repeat. It got very boring.

My friend - "What the FUC#!"

BRIGHT light was being shined into my cab, from the other truck, at about a million candle power.
I just got on it hard and took the L to 135 for a few seconds and put another quarter mile between us. Unfortunately, we were comming up to a red light.

Me "Are they still back there?"

Friend "Yeah, right behind you.... GO! GO NOW! JUST FU*#ING GO NOW!!!!"

The Dodge Ram was swiping sideways, DELIBERATELY trying to run into the back of my truck.

I jammed on it hard, the L shot forward and burned off the 1/4 quick, with the Dodge fading behind me shining that damn light and honking. Had I not moved, the backside of my truck would have been rammed, no pun intended.

At this point, I didn't know what to do, too many red lights, moderate traffic, and NO FARKING COPS TO BE FOUND ANYWHERE.

Finaly I came up to 1960/59N overpass, where the wipes were isolated from me by a Corolla at a red light.
I am not making this up, when it went green, they got beside the Corolla, PUSHED it aside with the Ram to get through and started to chase me again!

At this point, I said screw it, and punched the L for all it was worth, red lights be dammed, I am getting away from these psychotics at any cost. 140 MPH through steep curves, red lights and dodging cars to include going onto the center lane. The L executed flawlessly, handling just as well if not better than my 2001 BMW Z-3. Once I put some major distance between me and those jokers, I shut it down and chilled out in a Atascocita sports bar for a while, me and my friend had the shakes for at least an hour after that went down...

I have never seen a case of road rage that bad. And NO COPS. Any other time they would have been thick as fleas, but none to be found for a stretch of 9 miles. Irony.

So, any other cases of street racing gone bad?

 

I thought for a minute you were going to say it was the cops (undercover) behind you and they were trying to pull you over.

 

D@mn. That's phucked up.

 

I got the *****'s just reading about it! Yikes
good thing our trucks handle the way they do!!

 

sounds like something that happened to me about 6 years ago. And I wasnt racing. I was doing everything in my power to get away from a couple psycopaths in a large truck.

 

DODGE /dod-ge/ [doj] v. To avoid; to move quickly and suddenly to one side to avoid being caught or hit: He dodged the punch.


So true.

 

Too bad you couldnt get the license #. Talk about sore losers!

 

And if you hit someone, executed is the proper word for what you would have done. I'm trying to figure out who's the bigger idiot - you or him.

Spike

 

I have not had it happen to me, but it has happened to my wife. I 16 year old kid and his girl friend tried to run my wife off the road while she was on her way home from work. The whole ordeal started when he was busy listening to his music cranked so everyone could hear it. She was behind him at a light that had turned green and was sitting there for a few minutes before she finally tapped the horn to alert him to the light. We'll it was on from there he would swerve at her slam the brakes on in his new camaro with T-tops with his girlfriend standing out of the car flipping her off. They tried running her off the road, ect. This lasted for the 20 minute drive home until they pulled into the small town where we live. She had her cell phone on her and was smart enough to call 911 the reckless driving ended when 4 state highway patrols , 2 sheriffs, and 3 local police set up along the side of the road waiting for her to pass by. Once they pulled him over he went off into a rage which was quickly handled by the police. They do not take road rage lightly around here. It's really a good thing I wasn't home at the time and the police dealt with it. I would not have had the paitence and a ticket book on me, and probably would have been taking a trip downtown myself.
Needless to say if you were being chased by these people and the way they were acting I would have to guess they would have had to been carrying and high on something other than life. It's a good thing that you got away from them if not we might have been reading about you and your
friend in the paper. I would have to also recommend staying away from street racing for this very same reason.

Bill
2001 Silver Lightning

 

Man, I'm glad to hear you and your truck made it out o.k. That's crazy. This just goes to show how unpredictable some situations can be.

I had some kids in a newer Trans Am flash a handgun at me after I beat them in a race. I called the police, but nothing came of it. I still get nervous to this day driving through that area of town. They're lucky I didn't reach into the glove box...

 

Glad to see you got out of it alright. Never know whats gonna happen.

 

Personally I have been run off the road. I had a 1989 2 door hardtop coupe Mustang a la cop style...when this a-hole got in my lane "on purpose" as I was hole shotting into the center berm (grassy, muddy) and spun it around as I was looking at this a-hole driving backwards at 70 mph, I just drove it out....this a-hole sued my insurance company for "soft tissue damage"...the guy who tried to run you over was most likely on drugs and/or alcohol....you need a cell phone next time and call the police....or a box of nails you can throw out the back

 

I was refering to the Lightning's abilities as an afterthought. I wrote the article in the style of a review of the Lightning's abilites in crisis (lightened up the topic a little), although the incedent bore serious implemcations for all parties involved. Also, had you been observant to the description ruthlessness of the chase by the Ram driver and his obvious disregard for laws and life, you could have seen why I got away at all costs. Getting stopped by a cop would have been a godsend, but there weren't any around - and me without a cell phone!

I live in Houston, Texas which should speak for itself. MANY People have guns here! My mindset was that his intention was to ram me, so what is he going to do when I get out of the vehicle?

I can drive, and drive I did.

 

My point exactly. Sore loosers sometimes go to the extreme.

Any other horror stories?

 

Glad you are alright. I haven't been street racing much at all, with the exception of a light to light, light snack for my ego...I can't afford any more tickets lol Incidentally I have an ex from Humble. You know where Slaters Mustangs is?
CA