I had to go to a wedding in Springfield this past weekend so I cruised on down and met my wife there who had taken the train earlier that week. Anyhow the had a nice little cermony at the college in Jacksonville and the reception was held at a hotel in downtown Springfield. Well I had left the ceremony after it had finished and somehow lost the limo (They went back to the brides house and forgot to tell the rest of us). Well I end up in Springfield and am looking for this hotel and I come across an older (late 80's) Blue Camaro RS at a light. Well I pull into the empty lane to his right and a bit ahead of him to see if he'll pull up and be game for a little fun. He stays back and I think.. maybe next time. Well the light goes green and I hear tires breaking loose.. I think.. the little guy's gonna try to sneak me!! Well I nail it and pull him very badly he never even got ahead of me even with his jump. We come up to the next light (Where I have to turn off) and I expect to exchange the usual friendly waves and go our seperate waves.. Well not this time. He pulls up next to me screaming "F**K YOU!!!" at the top of is little 18 year old lungs and flipping me off. Well I was supposed to turn but then thought.. "Am I gonna let him get away with this?" HELL NO! The light goes green and this time.. ready for action I drop it and pull him so badly in less than 2 blocks that I can see him in the rearview in my trailing tiresmoke. I come up to the next red and this little punk blows the light flipping me off and screaming out his window as he flies around me and makes a flying right hand turn around me and into traffic and then gone into the city.
Now this isn't just a kill story but also a small poll.. Almost everyone I've ever raced has been a decent sort and usually good people.. but every now and then you run across someone who needs desperately to be dragged out of their car and publicly flogged and have their cars taken from them. So now.. how do you guys out there deal with this sort? My wife tells me not to encourage them. but then again, she tells me that about every race I get into. :smile:
Now this isn't just a kill story but also a small poll.. Almost everyone I've ever raced has been a decent sort and usually good people.. but every now and then you run across someone who needs desperately to be dragged out of their car and publicly flogged and have their cars taken from them. So now.. how do you guys out there deal with this sort? My wife tells me not to encourage them. but then again, she tells me that about every race I get into. :smile:
