Well, it was bound to happen to me sooner or later...
Out for a nice 'lite' drive (PIAA's off, shiftin' before 3k, etc.) when I began to enter I-5. Checked over my shoulder for Da Fuzz an' other cars when Lo and Behold! Same model (wagon) and same color (silver) in the left lane.
So much for my easy-drivin'.
Dropping into 3rd @ 50, lettin' er spool up I slide reeeeeal smooth onto the freeway and slip right behind the other 'rex. Like 10 feet off the bumper. Letting off the gas to give some room, they started to speed up! Aww right! Twin WRX's movin' quick thru traffic would be cool! They had the factory rims, factory exhaust, looked pretty straight. I was hoping to show 'em what a few bucks could do for the car and to see who it was (hoping for Swedish Bikini Rally-racer who's single & into ugly guys).
Goin' about 65mph in a 50, I check for traffic in the right lane and start to make mah move when their turn indicator came on & cut me off. Slip back to left lane, in 3rd & fast into 4th then layed it out to move up quick so they could see we had identical cars.
I guess the speed scared her or somethin' 'cause she couldn't seem to get away from me soon enough. Pulled up along side to wave "hi!", but I got zero acknowledgment (sp?). Traffic came up and had no choice but return to the Land of the Mediocre (50mph). She took the first exit in a hurry and not wanting to prompt a dippy American Princess into a panic call to the cops I went on my way.
I don't unnerstand how someone could buy this car and not be the *least* bit into it.
Should be a questionaire when you step onto the dealership: "Do you have any idea what you are buying?"