Yesterday UPS delivered my Bassani catback. :-D I rounded up the troops, my two young sons, for some father son time working on the 03. We take our time installing the CB break for dinner etc. etc. We made a 1 1/2 hour job take about 2 1/2 hours. We spent more time talking then working.
Nontheless we get the catback on and every kid in the neighborhood is waiting to hear the new pipes. I fire it up and let it rip a few times, two or three revs. Freakin things sound awesome, I am hooked. :beer:
Anyway I take the boys for a trip to the local hamburger stand. On the way out of the nieghborhood I go long in first, to about 35 mph. The car is screaming. My sons are hootin and hollerin, top down of course. Get out on the freeway for a run up to about 85 :coolman: Well I return to my house and started walking to the neighbors house to return the two jack stands I borrowed.
Out of nowhere the old lady from the end of the block comes down the sidewalk screaming. "SLOW DOWN, SLOW DOWN, WE HAVE SPEED LIMITS AROUND HERE." :gt: Mind you the car is parked and the motor is off :dw: I look at her and say, "I wasn't speeding." She says, "I am a captain on the Sherriff's department, you were speeding." :gt: I look at her as she stands in front of me adourned in her slippers, nightgown and sleeping cap and say, "I don't see a radar gun in your hand :nonono:, have a nice evening." I walk away. As I am walking away she says, "I going to call a squad car to give you a ticket :gt:." My response, "Call them, you know where I live." :rollseyes She walked home and came back with a pad a paper and wrote my plates down. She says, "I am a Sherriff I am calling the Police." My friends and I sat outside waiting for the PO PO (Police for ya non-ebonics speakers). They never showed up. I put the car back in the garage and went to bed.
The incident reminded me of the Toyota Celica commercial. :lol: The one where the old man walks past the parked red Celica and shouts, "SLOW DOWN." Anyway, I really wanted the PO PO to show up. I really would have had fun with this one.
I wanted the car to sound mean :mj: . I ordered and installed the Bassani catback. MISSION ACCOMPLISHED :thumbsup:
Nontheless we get the catback on and every kid in the neighborhood is waiting to hear the new pipes. I fire it up and let it rip a few times, two or three revs. Freakin things sound awesome, I am hooked. :beer:
Anyway I take the boys for a trip to the local hamburger stand. On the way out of the nieghborhood I go long in first, to about 35 mph. The car is screaming. My sons are hootin and hollerin, top down of course. Get out on the freeway for a run up to about 85 :coolman: Well I return to my house and started walking to the neighbors house to return the two jack stands I borrowed.
Out of nowhere the old lady from the end of the block comes down the sidewalk screaming. "SLOW DOWN, SLOW DOWN, WE HAVE SPEED LIMITS AROUND HERE." :gt: Mind you the car is parked and the motor is off :dw: I look at her and say, "I wasn't speeding." She says, "I am a captain on the Sherriff's department, you were speeding." :gt: I look at her as she stands in front of me adourned in her slippers, nightgown and sleeping cap and say, "I don't see a radar gun in your hand :nonono:, have a nice evening." I walk away. As I am walking away she says, "I going to call a squad car to give you a ticket :gt:." My response, "Call them, you know where I live." :rollseyes She walked home and came back with a pad a paper and wrote my plates down. She says, "I am a Sherriff I am calling the Police." My friends and I sat outside waiting for the PO PO (Police for ya non-ebonics speakers). They never showed up. I put the car back in the garage and went to bed.
The incident reminded me of the Toyota Celica commercial. :lol: The one where the old man walks past the parked red Celica and shouts, "SLOW DOWN." Anyway, I really wanted the PO PO to show up. I really would have had fun with this one.
I wanted the car to sound mean :mj: . I ordered and installed the Bassani catback. MISSION ACCOMPLISHED :thumbsup: