Today I was destined to race overpriced Euro luxury cars.
On the way to the shore this morning to tutor my SAT students, I rolled up to a light with a brand new BMW 7 series (I want to say 745) in the righthand lane. I had the volume cranked to the max on Dire Straights' "I Want My MTV" which had just started playing on the radio, and was still in the guitar solo . I noticed the BMW was tinted out front and back, and wasn't surprised when he chirped/spun and took off extemely hard. I only semi-launched, and was at least a carlength behind off the line. By the time I was shifting into 2nd, I had caught his bumper, and through 2nd I put at least a car on him, and shifted into 3rd just for good measure, and continued to pull his luxury ass. That should teach him a lesson to ever provoke a turbo Subaru again, lol.
Then coming back from tutoring tonight, I rolled up next to a new Jag. I noticed the driver glanced over at me, then back toward the road. I took note of his nice rims, and then the light changed. I took off with intentions of testing the jag, but without launching. Sure enough, the jag was right next to me, keeping right up. When I saw he took the bait, I floored it, and threw it into 2nd, and proceeded to walk his ass up to 70 mph. He did a ricer flyby, and blew the through the street light up ahead, a good second after it turned red.
lol...I get a sick pleasure from beating up on overpriced Euro luxury cars with my japanese econo-car, even if its not fair. These guys seem to think their car owns the road just because it carries a 70k price tag...