This happened this morning on my daily commute to work.
A smurf blue e46m3 stickshift pulled up beside me with some cocky gino with ten pounds of grease in his hair. The guy looked over and spit on the ground beside my car talking shit about how my car is a hunk of junk and how i should just give up and trade it in for a honda because i'll never afford a car like his ...blah blah blah
(i did nothing to provoke this, in fact i was still half asleep at the wheel)
The guy revv'd his engine really hard, probably up to the redline. I, being sorta pissed off that he almost spat on my car i figured i would race the guy anyways knowing well that i'd lose.
(usually in these cases i'd rev my engine too and then just drive normally while they speed off looking like goofs, but not this time)
As soon as the light turned red i gunned it, my heart beating ever so fast as adrenaline was pumping through my veins.
All i could hear from the e46m3 beside me was the engine revv'd really high and then a LOUD, and i mean LOUD sound of him grinding gears!!!! HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHAHA.
I ended up actually winning against this bozo!! lol!
When i got to the next stop light i see him roaring down the street smoking tires as he shifted gears. The light turned, and the guy did the ricer fly by sticking up his middle finger while he cut me off ever so close.
what a sore loser
that was my excitement for the day
oh btw, i saw the new nissan Z coupe yesterday, and an IMMACULATE bmw 2002 in the underground parking lot of my work today too.