I was on the way down the hill doing the commuter bit, minding my own business huffing along at about 50 on a nasty mountain road with unmarked limit. I see HID coming up pretty quick in my mirror with a pretty interesting flicker so I'm thinking S2000, or maybe a Porsche. The monkey catches up to me and passes me on the inside of a blind corner, pretty much scaring the piss out of me
Ok, not a freaking chance, so I close the lid on my travel cup to make sure I didn't commit coffee abuse and dropped it to second to see what this monkey had in store for me. When I caught up I noted it was a boxtser S with a pretty nice sounding exhaust and a GIAC sticker on the back window, so I'm figuring probably intake, exhaust and ECU upgrade(one of my buddies has a GIAC ecu on his S4, and as far as I'm aware that's all they do).
He notes I've caught up and puts the hammer down. Whoah now not so fast, I stomp on it, watch the boost climb and before I knew it I was on the brakes trying to stay off of his ass. He does the quick stomp trying to get away bit a few times, but every time I meet him by pulling like a train.(I was staying about 2-3 cars behind, I don’t like to get too close to people, tailgating is a no-no to me) He gives up, so I think, until this real nasty set of turns when I see it squat and he starts pulling away from me. I put the pedal back down and make sure he understood my intentions, I'd fade back a little then wait until the turn in and get on the gas, right up his ass again. 5 turns later and I'm exactly where I was to begin with. Ahhhh, a nice long straight, I bury the pedal and pass him(in a nice legal passing zone, unlike his blind corner trick) even though he tried like hell to keep me at bay.
There's another set of nice turns coming up, he gets right on my ass on turn in, and that was it. I'd had enough. I gave Scotty a call and told him to give me everything she’s got. By the 3rd turn I had a good 5 car lead and at the end of the next straight I was about 15 cars ahead, I kept in it a few more turns then decided it was time to be good because the town was coming up and I saw a car ahead.
I slowed down and a little while later here comes the boxster. The lane splits into two lanes and he gets next to me, just as I give him a thumbs up(in earnest) he flips me off. Hmph, what a douche. Ahhhhh but the gods were smiling on me today, the light ahead turns red. I rev'd at him seeing if he's game and I guess he was because he rolls down his window, so I do the same. He starts in with "give me a break, this is a Porsche" WTF? some people, so I reply "yeah a slow one too" He rolls his window back up with a pretty nasty look on his face and tachs up. WTH was he thinking, I'd already proven myself from a roll, in the twisties, and now he thinks he'll pull on me from a dig? The turn light goes yellow so I tach up and on green let her rip. I only took it up to 60(plenty fast in a 45) but was amazed how far I pulled on him. He must have been too because for the next few miles he refuses to pass me or even to get beside me.
I went back into commute mode, opened the coffee and got in the turn lane to get on the highway, douche comes by with his arm out the window giving me the finger again Sheesh, what a sore loser. It must make your willy feel real small when a $22K WAGON kicks the crap out of your $50k "Sports Car".
Oh supporting equipment for this drama? Tein H-Tech springs, Helix F&R sways and endlinks, Whiteline f&r strut tie bars(with wagon quick release in the back), PDE up, Maddad catted twindump DP with 3" halfback, Cobb Accessport, Sti injectors, and a little VF34, and a few other little goodies. I was damn proud of my little grocery getter this morning
*edited for my piss poor spelling*