On my way to the WalMart to grab some stuff (Northbound on University in Fridley for those who know it), I see some retread driving like an idiot (cutting people off, erratic lane changes, you know the type) in what turned out to be a late 70'* or early 80'* Monte Carlo SS. So, luky me ends up next to him at the next light. I look over to see who thim moron is, and see a dash full of etra gauges that I'm suprised he could see through because he'* almost laying on his side, I'm assuming "chillin".
Well, all this is just too good to pass up, so when the light turns green I punch it. A split second later I hear his tires squealing (mine didn't) and see him trying to catch up, so I drop it the rest of the way to the floor and keep him just behind me.
Well, the Gods smiled on me, and the next light was red, and we were each first in our respective lanes. This time he'* ready, gunning his engine and whatnot, while I make a big show of lighting a cigarette. Lights green, we both punch it, and his front bumper is stuck at my front door. Until we hit the 10 over the speed limit (50 MPH), the I backed down and let him have it. Not worth a ticket, I showed what I wanted to show him.
Well, I finally get to WalMart, and guess who'* there?! Well, I wander over, and start with a friendly "Hey, dude.." which he cuts off with a slam of his door and well known statement about sex. All I could do was laugh at him and say "Okay, well have a nice day." Saw him a couple of times in the store, and he still looked kind of upset.
Was it something I said...??