Yesteday evening, I was on my way and i was feeling good. Because i just unloaded my kids on their grandparents for the night and the wife was going out to a bachlorette party . I was no rush to get home, so i took the long way down the local strip. I'm not a racer, other than toying with the occassional ricer . I am just cruising with the top down enjoying the night, when I hear this roar from behind me. I thought it was another convertible gt, i just passed wanting to show off some. Turns out to be some scrot, he has got himself a new Z06 . With the plate "BADD Z06" . He pulls along side me, revs and takes of about 4 car lengths. When we get to the the light i checking out the car and willing to acknowledge my car is not in his league. But, he all snobby and shined me on. So i blew it off as another stuck-up nitwit. then for the next mile or so he kept showing off for the very the ugly troll-up (girlfriend) he had in his passenger seat. Revving and jumping off the light seeing if i would bite. initially I wasn't interested in getting my a$$ handed to by a vette, even if it was a Z06. But, one can only take so much. i do have mustang pride. i noticed, even though had the power, he was having probs shifting and using it and using his power . i pull up to light next to him and rev a little, thinking with his shifting issues i could probably take the first 60 ft, then bye-bye Z06 . Light turns green, i drop the pedal to floor and hope for best. Half-way through intersection, I look for him, expecting him to roar by at any moment. But he is still at light . he stalled it. I shut it down when i hit 45. Later he came roaring by, after he got it started again . Too little too late i proved my point, he was a scrot..
