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I'm out for a nice cruise with my designated spousal unit in SoCal; it's a little humid with beautiful clouds and getting towards dusk. After a pleasant drive with the T-Top off through a canyon listening to the melodic rumble of a V8 we reenter civilization. As we approach a freeway to return home, a yellow I guess Nissan Sentra SE-R after market fart can an all, maneuvers from the far left lane to directly in front of me and speeding ahead. Whatever, it's cool, I'm mellow until . . . as we turn to approach the freeway on ramp, I see them discarding trash from the window. I don't know, maybe it's the German part of my blood stream, but littering should probably be punishable by death.
Now the immature part of my makeup kicks in and somehow I decide these kids need a spanking. I figure they think they're cool so I egg them on a little as we get towards the freeway, following them a bit close. They hit it (as best they can anyway), and as soon as the 2nd lane opens I move over and stand on it. Bye bye guys, so sorry. After they're a about a 1/4 mile in the rear view mirror, which didn't seem to take all that long, I resume civilian speed. Apparently, that wasn't enough and they wanted to drive fast so he comes on past me and I wave bye-bye as I've got nothing further to prove. But I do see a red C6 in the rear view mirror looking pretty much like a rocket had just been ignited behind it. I'm not sure why, but the Nissan made a b-line for the nearest exit. :rolling:
As the C6 and I cruise on down the road we are joined by some flavor of BMW I haven't seen before. (It was a convertible and appeared to be a 2+2 configuration, not a four seater. I saw only the badge and no numbers.) He and the C6 play for a while and I sort of follow in the distance, in part because my wife doesn't like to be the passenger when driving fast. (Hint hint.)
Here's the tires and wheels part. One of my 17" Nittos got a flat the other day and won't be replaced til next week, so I put my old 15" Goodyear GTIIs back on. Holy crap. I noticed a big difference when I first put on the new wheels and tires, but I noticed a really, really big difference when I went back. It's completely true, the single biggest improvement most people can make to their handling is wheels and tires.
Now the immature part of my makeup kicks in and somehow I decide these kids need a spanking. I figure they think they're cool so I egg them on a little as we get towards the freeway, following them a bit close. They hit it (as best they can anyway), and as soon as the 2nd lane opens I move over and stand on it. Bye bye guys, so sorry. After they're a about a 1/4 mile in the rear view mirror, which didn't seem to take all that long, I resume civilian speed. Apparently, that wasn't enough and they wanted to drive fast so he comes on past me and I wave bye-bye as I've got nothing further to prove. But I do see a red C6 in the rear view mirror looking pretty much like a rocket had just been ignited behind it. I'm not sure why, but the Nissan made a b-line for the nearest exit. :rolling:
As the C6 and I cruise on down the road we are joined by some flavor of BMW I haven't seen before. (It was a convertible and appeared to be a 2+2 configuration, not a four seater. I saw only the badge and no numbers.) He and the C6 play for a while and I sort of follow in the distance, in part because my wife doesn't like to be the passenger when driving fast. (Hint hint.)
Here's the tires and wheels part. One of my 17" Nittos got a flat the other day and won't be replaced til next week, so I put my old 15" Goodyear GTIIs back on. Holy crap. I noticed a big difference when I first put on the new wheels and tires, but I noticed a really, really big difference when I went back. It's completely true, the single biggest improvement most people can make to their handling is wheels and tires.
