I'm bringing this thread back to life!
I had a blast tonight schooling some butthole in a fartcan silver Sunfire -- tint, chrome wheels, lame body kit, the works.
I was talking to some folks online tonight around 10:30, then became extremely thirsty, so I logged off and headed for the grocery store. I live in a suburban area lined with a few strip malls and markets and office buildings here and there.
I got to a red light, and was minding my own business, driving in a mindful and aware manner. From afar I heard what sounded like a souped up John Deere (I had the sunroof open). He pulled up next to me revving like an idiot, and so naturally I glanced over. He was some kid, probably 16 or 17, with his girlfriend (oh man, she was a hottie [and a brunette!], but probably too young for me being 22 and all).
I heard some thumping from his hip-hop or rap, which he then turned down a bit while he was revving at me, looking over at me with a grin. She looked over smiling at me, probably thinking to herself "My boyfriend is gonna make you look like an ***!"
For the life of me, I couldnt understand what this kid was thinking. Did he believe I was driving his daddy's LeSabre? It was night time, and with his assumingly limited knowledge of cars I'm sure he didnt know a difference. (You know, the type that sees a stock sedan with 15" OEM wheels and assumes its a snoozer.)
I revved back a little. Then shook my head at the poor SOB. I looked around for cops, because the last thing I wanted to be was a young brown guy arrested in West County. ("We got a guy in a stolen Infiniti, send backup!")There was some traffic but as far as law enforcement, the coast was clear.
After built-up anticipation waiting on our red light, it turned green, I dropped into first and took off, while making sure I didnt spin the rear wheels. Without much effort, I made a complete *** of him, putting myself a few car lengths ahead. We got up to about 60mph and came to a stop at the next red light (its a long boulevard). He looked PISSED and continued revving like an idiot, wanting another try. Never seen such a persistent idiot!
But I was satisfied with my little kill, and it was my time to make a right at that light to go to the grocery store.
Before I could do that, I saw flashing lights behind me. I thought I was screwed. We both pulled into the parking lot and I pulled my window down but the cop said "You can go ahead, sir."THANK GOD.I was shaking. My 'well-decorated' driving record has been clean for three years, two more and my rates finally start dropping.
I guess it helped that I had my hands at 10-2 on the wheel, I just got my smart-looking new eye glasses today, and I was playing "Say You Love Me" by Fleetwood Mac at a reasonable volume.I was also wearing my light blue button-down long sleeve shirt and white khakis that I usually wear to the office -- I'm sure that all helped. And perhaps he didnt see me from wherever it was he came from. Its possible he only heard the Sunfire, but didnt clock the speed.
And of course I drive a sleeper. Ever see the 15-minute M45 mini-movie? It was a lot like that. I watch my M45 DVD every once in a while for inspiration.
The beauty in all this isn't that I beat a Sunfire with exhaust modifications. I could have done that on foot, drunk. The magic and wonder of tonight's events is that I got off and the idiot in the Sunfire learned a valuable lesson about being an a$$tard.
I LOVE MY Q.
-Jesda