 So, I'm coming home from grocery shopping yesterday. I come up to a light just sittin there minded my own business. When, this teenage kid in a Porsche 911 (wasn't turbo, early 80's) pulls up next to me a snickers. I'm like "Come on, you've got to be kidding, Don Johnson!" So, the light changes, I proceed forward well he darts forward and totally cuts me off. I'm like, "Alright lets play!" (Within reason, I'm not about to start driving completely crazy!" So, we get on the Expressway which is the way to my house anyway. He get on the on ramp he hits it and it basically went nowhere. I leap on it and am on his ass (I had to let off, so I wouldn't run him over) He merge on to the expressway and move to the left he hits it again, I hit again, Once again on his ass. I eventually pass him and leave him for dead. I thought it would have been alittle more of a show, really dissapointed. It felt like I was racing a Volkswagon Bug. :)
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