So I'm driving back to the South Jersey area the other day minding my own business. In my rearview, I see a large SUV DANGEROUSLY swerving in and out of traffic (damn near tipping the thing over) and finally lining up at the light I was stopped at. It's two greasy punk kids blasting Simple Plan in a Jeep Grand Cherokee [previous gen, non-Hemi] (no offense to anyone who likes the band, but I find them absolutely horrendous). I don't even look over as I check for text messages on my cell phone when I hear a revv coming from my left side. I literally look thinking to myself, do these two ignorant, foolish, sorry excuses of life think they even stand a chance? The revving continues, and I could read "COME ON LETS GO" come out of the mouth of one of these kids. Fine. Guess a lesson needs to be taught. I revv back.
Green light hits...I decide to give the punks a one second headstart, doesn't seem sporting to kill them thoroughly. I wait a second and let the two fools punch it. They actually squealed tires for a a little bit...guess he doesn't know how to drive, even though the thing is an automatic. Time for new tires much? They get about only a 1/2 car length jump as a result...slipped the clutch at 4k and let 'er rip. I immediately get even with them. The passenger looked as if he was excited they were about to beat me...then I kicked it to 2nd gear. And I literally looked over, smiled the biggest smile, and waved. Good-bye. Take it to the top of 2nd, 3rd, halfway through 4th, they were Greyhound buses behind. I slow down before reaching my turn to look over and shake my head in disappointment. Kids these days.
One more for the good guys.