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Knockin' down the Bling
so...
I hadda go pick up a kid saturday morning. Hop in the car; just gonna go do what I need to do - that's it. About a mile from my destination, a silver 3 series BMW rolls alongside. The BMW is pimped - big wheels, tinted windows, a thumpin' kicker. Driver has the seat rolled WAAY back and down - it's like he's a little kid drivin' mommy's car from the back seat. Ya look silly, buddy - That's what I was thinkin' when he looked over at me and gave me the 'I'm-all-that-and-you're-not' gangsta look.
Bad idea.
I've been pretty good lately; law enforcement has been pretty strict so's gettin' a run on someone is hard to do. Been itchin' for a chance, and the sneer was *just* enough to make it so.
Lite changes, we roll out. Partway thru the intersection, I whap the throttle plates open; the blingmw does the same. I get rubber in second - pull a half a length on the guy B4 we have to shut it down for the next lite.
I look over at the guy...
He's clearly unhappy with what's happened, so it's pretty obvious we're gonna do it again. I'm pretty sure he's gonna smokem' right at the lite, so I stage like I'm on the launch pad.
Lite changes - he's all over his big ballers, and actually takes a slight lead by mid intersection. I've got the throttle crammed open, and the breathing characteristics of the V8 take over at the top of 1st - I pull the half length again and keep it.
Blingboy is hot by now; he's gonna PROVE he's faster by attempting a flyby when I back outta the throttle. Problem is - I'm crazier, so he's not gonna get the opportinuty. I carry the run all the way to the next lite and brake deeper than beemer - a full pending lockup brake to the lite.
He won't even look at me - he's so ashamed his bling let him down he jumps the lite and makes a left on red to avoid lookin' at me.
heh.
I think the part that really pissed him off tho was watchin the woodgrain vinyl veneer roll on by while he was deep in the throttle. You see, I was in the Peebmonster's MotherShip - a Buick station wagon. An LT1 is an LT1 - even when it's wearin' wood.
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