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350Z's Are So Cute!
I don't know what the deal is with the cats that own them but they think they are beasts. I've run into a few when they first came out in my T/A but they wouldn't even bite. Now that I'm in the CSRT8 they hunt me for some stupid reason. Again, I guess they think it's a regular C, although I doubt they could take one of those either.
Saturday morning I was running around completing some errands when I notice some idiot comming up behind me whipping in and out of fairly heavy traffic. As he approached I could tell he was in a convertible Z. Soon he's on my five o'clock while we were sitting at a red light with cars in front of us. This idiot is revving like mad trying to get me to look over at him. When the light changed he lets the cars in front of him move up a bit and then proceeds to perform a tire screeching launch right beside me and past me. After he slams on his brakes to avoing rear-ending the person in front of him he proceeds to bait me by leaning out of the car with his arm going up and down, pointing at me like he's Muhammad Ali.
As it turns out I need over in the lane this spaz is occupying because I'm about to get onto the freeway. After slowing and letting this moron go by I get in behind him so I can turn right and then get into the merge lane. Low and behold this idiot's salvation is about to come true because he's turning onto the frontage road also.
As soon as Mr. Ali starts around the corner, he nails it, I in turn follow and do the same. He drifts all the way across three lanes to get into the merge lane which is still some 1/4th of a mile away. I have hatched my plan and put it into action. I also drift across however I stay in the center lane. I can tell he's pulling the gears hard but at this point I don't think he knows I'm comming, he's just enjoying what he can of the little car that couldn't. Now he sees me on his right and it's waaaaay too late. I come ripping by him as the needle on the speedo shoots past 60. I smile as I pass and bang third hard. Now I've got lengths on him. I hit the left-hander on ramp, check my mirrors, note that I'm clear, and proceed to keep my foot in it so there is now doubt about how substantial as @$$ kicking this guy is gonna get. Now that there's a ton of separation between us, I'm in the 120's and climibing so I decided to step out and see what Ali thought.
Incredibly this idiot pulls up beside me mouth jawing like crazy and arm extended out the window flipping me off. I gave him the international sign for what he was, (index fingers together pointed upwards while thumbs together pointed downwards - you figure it out it's vulgar) smiled, and hammered it leaving him trying to catch me before my exit. He never does and so I imagine he's well on his way to his next defeat.
Later that day, another Z owner in a coupe sits quietly at a light beside me never revving or looking over. However, when the light changes he's off like a shot. Of course even though I didn't have any notice, he gets the full treatment and by 80 I've got more than enough cars on him to make the point. He passes slowly once we slow down and never acknowledges anything.
I just think those cars are cute.
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