Earlier this year, my wife and I went for a cruise in the Duster. We were stopped at a red light on the bussiest street in the city, when a guy pulled up beside us in a white 4 door Pontiac Parisienne. He started revving his engine and lurching forward, taunting me. I looked over at my wife and we both laughed at this guy in his pathetic attempt to get me to race.
The light went green and he took off with his foot to the floor. I calmly pulled away from the light not even paying attention to him.
Now..... if this had happened at a stop light on the edge of town, my story probably would have had a much different (and more exciting)ending.
I really wanted to show that guy how nice my new polished stainless exhaust tips look, as I blew all 4 doors right off his POS car, but I knew that the probability of something bad happening was pretty high, and I was not willing to take the risk.
Does this mean I'm getting old?....... Maybe.
Does this mean I'm getting more responsible?...... Probably.
OH DAMN..... Who has a time machine? I want to be 21 again!!
Great thread..... LOL
