I must just look like trouble, my car looks stock, but Mean Mr. Mustang rumbles away from the light, then slows down.
I pass gingerly with nary a glance in his direction, cause my fries are getting cold & my subdivision is coming up.
He hangs back for a moment, and I resume cruising.
Then...........FFFFWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAA! In a cloud of dust & a Hi Ho Silver! he blazes past me.
WTF?
Come to a light outside town & he's in front, takes off, eases off & I come alongside again. He revs a couple of times & I look over to see the APC Skyline GTR badge on the fender. :rolleyes
Long story short, outside of town he pulls in the right lane and hammers it with a car length head start, I drop to 3 and reel him in like a big fat tuna on the happy side of 120. I wasn't looking for trouble, but since he was such a jerk, I gave him the flashers after I had two lengths on him. :fruit
I extend a thumbs up & go to turn around towards home when we get caught at a light. I roll the window down to say "nice run" and he won't even look at me. Eyes intent on the red light, he's revving about 2500. The light turns green and as I scat across the intersection he's playing Sit & Spin. I hold him off through mid 2nd gear then let off & brake before he passes. After all, he knew I'd beat him past that speed, so why be redundant? Right?
What a putz.
I suppose the three babyseat pillows waving in the back window didn't do much to ease his pain.
I gave him a pat on the bottom & sent him home.
