As I pull up to the light I see a vette in front of me, and notice it's this guy in town who thinks his car is the fastest. So the light turns green and he just sits there looking in his rearview mirror at me. Then he takes off fast and I follow spinning the tires (cold roads and shitty flywheel). He gets about 3 cars on me, and I start getting traction and start to catch up to him. As I'm going through 2nd gear I'm starting to close in on him, not by much though. Now I'm starting to get close to him so I start to pass until. HE SLAMS THE F---ING BRAKES ON. So for apparent reasons I do too. I was like WTF, then he takes off again. So down the road a few miles I pass him doing 55 in 5th gear, and I look over at him and he gives me the "one finger salute" I just laugh and wave to him.
A footnote to this story. I know where he lives, he is a rich bastard. And I'm sure I will see him again. Don't worry I will pay my respect to him with a "one fingered salute" of my own.
later
john
A footnote to this story. I know where he lives, he is a rich bastard. And I'm sure I will see him again. Don't worry I will pay my respect to him with a "one fingered salute" of my own.
later
john