Ok, so i pull up to a light where a White mini pickup with stock stereo cranked (speakers over-driven and sounding horrible with his rap)...sits that had just blown by me and swerving too close to the car. So (it being one of those GREAT carefree days) i smile as he crept forward at the red... i sit almost 10ft back in my parents '00 Park Avenue (at the wite "stop here on red" line) with my Enya "Sail Away" cranked WAY over his rap on my parents AWESOME stock high-end Bose system (with the two subwoofers ont he back deck. (i had the 'rents car cause mine was alternatorless) He guns it at the light i just kinda push it.. his truck winds out and sounds like its about to explode hits second does the same.. to my suprise he THEN winds out of second and into THIRD.. i then at this point proceed to pass and i get my rear bumper to his front then i hit second
and continue on my merry way. I hated to push him like that cause i was afraid of his engine just falling apart.. but the look on his pissed face was a pricelsess memory of such a NICE day .
I was in such a good mood today i was just crusing around and i see this lone car at a light with a really nice driver (we were chatting at the stoplight) so i pull next to it at the red. WE agree to stop and chat at a gas station ahead... I rev and look over and give him a big grin. I get a GREAT jump off the line I was FLYING (hitting about 65-70) and i didnt even see him.. I thought NO WAY im WINNING.. then he let off the brake... and had my A$$ handed to me in a paper bag...
Oh, by the way he was driving a 2002 Dodge Viper RT-10
I am PROUD to be beaten by one of those ANYDAY.. I dont think he ever got out of first gear