So, it's been in the upper 30s/low 40s for a couple of days now, and I've been chopping ice in the driveway like mad. Tonight I got the Shelby out and made a road trip to Wasilla, had dinner at the Red Robin (the wife is out of town-hey, a guy's gotta eat!), and put about 100 miles on the car (roads are clear and dry, temps in the low 40s).
I love this car, but it sure draws some weird attention.
Had some clown on the highway in a ragged out S10 Blazer who kicked it up to 85 to sit in my blind spot after I passed him. Slowed down to 55, and he slowed down waiting for me. Started making me nervous, especially since the PS window was part way down. Took an offramp, waited about 30 seconds, then got back on the highway. He had slowed down again. He started riding my blind spot again... but apparently his top end is about 90.
Was at a stoplight in the middle of town when some guy in a lifted (gas-engine) Chevy truck with a snowmachine in the bed starts revving. He launches like I'm going to race (30 mph street). I passed him a few miles later, he follows me off onto another street, lines up next to me at the light, and his passenger starts hanging out the window waving at me. I rolled my window down, and he tells me he wants to see what his truck will do against a Mustang. Seriously? It's in the 40s, my tires get NO hookup on cold asphalt, and he wants to street race. I just told him "Oh, you'd take me I'm sure" and pulled away slow.
I'd bet that winter's not over yet (normally can't get my summer toys out until April 1st), but it was nice to have a day to play!
I love this car, but it sure draws some weird attention.
Had some clown on the highway in a ragged out S10 Blazer who kicked it up to 85 to sit in my blind spot after I passed him. Slowed down to 55, and he slowed down waiting for me. Started making me nervous, especially since the PS window was part way down. Took an offramp, waited about 30 seconds, then got back on the highway. He had slowed down again. He started riding my blind spot again... but apparently his top end is about 90.
Was at a stoplight in the middle of town when some guy in a lifted (gas-engine) Chevy truck with a snowmachine in the bed starts revving. He launches like I'm going to race (30 mph street). I passed him a few miles later, he follows me off onto another street, lines up next to me at the light, and his passenger starts hanging out the window waving at me. I rolled my window down, and he tells me he wants to see what his truck will do against a Mustang. Seriously? It's in the 40s, my tires get NO hookup on cold asphalt, and he wants to street race. I just told him "Oh, you'd take me I'm sure" and pulled away slow.
I'd bet that winter's not over yet (normally can't get my summer toys out until April 1st), but it was nice to have a day to play!