We had eaten lunch together Friday afternoon. It was her day off and she came to eat with me at my favorite Substation II. After we had eaten we said our goodbyes and she saddled up the 328. I climbed aboard my luxurious FFV light delivery vehicle and followed her out of the parking lot. We turned onto the local strip that is often peppered with ricers this time of day. The many stereo and "sport" shops along this stretch draws them here. As I pull up beside my wife on her left I notice a white Lexus following me rather closely. My wife is in the middle lane, as I catch up to her I start making faces at her to have some fun. You know the "kiss kiss. Wanna come home with me" kind. 
Apparently my slowing down to flirt with my wife bothered the local San Franciso treat. He whips it across my wife's bumper the the far right hand lane. Well she cuts me a look that say alot, gears down and begins to reel this asshole in. I can only sit back and laugh as she rolls past the Lexus, rolls down the window and waves bye bye. You know, I love that woman! ;-) :burnout:
Apparently my slowing down to flirt with my wife bothered the local San Franciso treat. He whips it across my wife's bumper the the far right hand lane. Well she cuts me a look that say alot, gears down and begins to reel this asshole in. I can only sit back and laugh as she rolls past the Lexus, rolls down the window and waves bye bye. You know, I love that woman! ;-) :burnout:
