A couple of races this past week....first, coming home from work a new silver mustang gt revs on the feeder road....we nail it at about 30 mph, perfect for a 2nd gear romp!....i'm thinking this guy is going to blow by with ease (btw, i've got a stock wrx wagon).....so i end up beating the guy to the entrance ramp (barely), and i was thinking the race is over......but he pulls a "fly by" and i decide to chase....i soon catch up....he's got it floored (i can hear and see the exhaust) and i pull right up on his *ss, i proved my point and proceeded to chill out and slow down for traffic...a few miles down the road we both pull off at the same exit...i roll up beside him and say hello at the light....he rolls down the window and low and behold, he's got three girls in the car with him...so to be fair, he had a little extra weight....he seemed impressed with the wagon but didn't know much about it...and i have to say i kinda dig last years stang.....and hey, the chicks were in HIS car not mine!
a second race last night, a fairly new white celica, MY2001 (guessing), with a ridiculous wing (i absolutely hate wings!), nasty tailights and some weird exhaust system rolls past me on a 45 mph feeder soon to become freeway..i get a little nervous thinkg he's got a turbo kit or something......so i roll past and i hear him nail it (loud exhaust), so naturally, i nail it and pull on by....after a couple of car lengths i ease on the brakes to let him catch up....he still has it nailed!....i let him get ahead and nail it again....pull on by and again ease on the brakes...now, was i being a d*ck by proving my point more than once? oh well! finally i shut it down and lock the cruise control at 62 and celica boy does the classic "fly by"....and i'm thinking he's probably off telling his buddies he ripped a rex!
and btw, this time i have 300+ lbs. of drums in the back! but the temps and humidity were low....unusual this time of year in houston!