So I was in a foul, foul mood drivin home from work late the other night and of course get stopped at a light that seems to stop me every single time I come up to it....muttering under my breath I curse the lord but little did I know God was about to make my day.
Flying up the lane next to me was the typical ford/chevy Veterans Taxi cab and I dont even bother to pay attention to it. So the light turns green and the cab floors it, leaves a bit of rubber and takes off and I think to myself "U gutsy SOB! Not on my watch ya dont!"
BLAM! I gun Lucy (my WRX) and fly after the guy who already had a good 2-3 car lead on me, catch up to him, pull a high risk cut in front of him and fly down the road and he's tailin me the entire time! I'm laughin my a$$ off as I switch into the other lane, slow down, let him pass me, then burn him again! I couldnt resist it, it was too much fun. I know, I know, not a real kill but w/ me its simple mind, simple amusement
We get to the next light and he rolls down his window and starts laughin "See this is why I'm a driver and not a f*@kin mechanic!"
Sad, but true, I destroyed a Veterans Taxi cab and enjoyed every minute of it.