This isn't a "kill story" per se, but it relates to one...if you haven't read the thread "Camaro 0, Bonneville 1" read it first because it will help you fully appreciate this.
Okay, so the Camaro from last night seems to be stalking us now. :P
First, we saw it twice last night (and it'* not like we live in one of those towns that is so small you run into people all the time; we have about 75,000 people living here). That was a small coincedence.
Then we decided to go with a friend to the movies today, and as we pulled into the parking lot, there it was. I think we may have scared him a little last night because he got out, saw us, and promptly pulled his hood over his head and scurried off (past the theater, where he seemed to be going at first, to nothing but an empty parking lot.
But that'* not all...we then got up to the ticket window and realized that our friend didn't have enough cash so we had to rush off to an ATM 5 minutes before the movie started. We hopped in the car to leave, pulled out to the road, and right in behind our friend, the Camaro! He speeds off towards the intersection and we end up right next to him again...he must have thought we were out to get him by that point! :P
So we forgot about this and saw the movie (Bruce Almighty...very funny) and then drove our friend home. On the way back into the city we pull up at a light and glanced over at the car next to us...guess who
After a night like this (5 meetings in less than 24 hours), I have had about all the wierd coincedence I can take!
If I ever see him again I will have to introduce myself because obviously I am meant to know him.