so im rolling back from chinatown in the vette around 630 am this morning--
gotta go get mama that gon lo mein and dim sum she likes
for breakfast on the weekends.
as i hit the red light at the corner of king st. and pensacola blvd,
i have a newish ( last 3-4 years maybe? ) challenger
colored arrest me red pull up next to me.
its got at least aftermarket mufflers, and it must be a stick -
cause the guy driving it is throwing revs at me.
oh boy. this might be fun...
i pop it in "N" and give him a healthy rap on the throttle.
doesnt seem to phase him, hes still revvin it up.
i pop it back into 1st and load it against the brake just a touch,
here we go...
the light goes green and he steps off his clutch at what sounds like
3500rpm and just blows his tires away.
classic mistake. amazes me how many guys i beat this way...
i come out on the throttle gently, roll into it, and run it to 6000rpm in 1st, bang 2nd and run it to 4500 then hit 3rd and shut off.
he was in my mirror the whole time, a few lengths back.
never even saw him out of the corner of my eye.
the next light turns yellow so i slow down to stop,
and he goes blazing through it honking his horn.
what a doofus.
you mad, bro?