so my girlfriend calls me from her car all out of breath the other day in dallas. she told me she saw this yellow car next to her, and she decided to try to run it for fun in her '97 6-cylinder mustang. she even jumped the light. she now thinks her car is broken, stuck in reverse because the yellow car thrashed her so violently. when she caught up at the next light, she saw what she was dealing with.
the car? an enzo ferrari. gotta give her credit for trying. i was in tears laughing at her story. it kinda gave new meaning to the word "kill," ya know?