On New Year’s Day, after leaving home for the sole purpose of going to buy Nestle Bon Bons at the Ice Cream Store, the BF and I end up going to Ocho Rios to watch street car racing at Orange Park. I had a blast. It was so much fun. First of all, when we got to the round about to take us to the “race track”, there were 3 police jeeps neatly parked up at the corner stopping almost every car with a loud muffler on it for a spot check. Seeing this, we took a slight detour only to see other racing hungry homosapiens all parked up talking about how much of a “p***yhole di policeman dem is fi a mash up the little racing ting”. After small talk and minor socializing with these unknown people, we decided to head back home and enjoy the fact that we had a really nice drive coming to Ocho Rios.
Alas! When we turn back … no police men at the round about. Soon after, we were heading up to the “track”. Upon reaching there, there were quite a few cars parked up along the side of the road waiting anxiously for the racing to begin. There were also the same 3 police jeeps scattered among the parked cars. OK … so I’m thinking these “a-holes” want some $$$$ so we can do as we please on the public street. Well, they didn’t come anywhere near our direction so I’m not sure what was happening. Shortly after that, they left and engines started revving, cars started doing 180 turns in the road … Yes … the party is about to start!
Needless to say, we waited about 1 hr 45 mins before the first race started. During this time though, some of the guys were “warming up”, speeding their turbo-charged, DOHC V-Tech encines up and down the track I guess baiting up the other racers.
Long and short of the story is that the MR2 stole the show. It won almost every race it ran in beating out Sunny GTS Turbo Charged, the Evo IV, V-Tech Civics and Integras. Don’t know what that guy had under the hood but it was moving like a bitch! The Evo IV was a big disappointment being beat by lowly Nissans and Hondas. The funny thing was this group of guys standing close to us chanting “Honda” … which sounded more like “Huuunnnnndaaaaaa”. It was hilarious!
My BF and crew were teasing me about lining up my car … but I asked them if they wanted to embarrass me in front of all these people. I also learnt that losers at an event like this, albeit informal, caused several malices between various drivers, whose sole purpose after losing was to do more modifications to their engine to ensure victory at the next street race. Men!
All in all it was good fun though. I thoroughly enjoyed!