Couldn't make this **** up if i tried
story time
so today i was supposed to remove my cats and install the off road pipes, change my fuel filter, brake pads and rotors, and paint my calipers. well thanks to rpmoutlet my pipes wont be here for another two weeks, and i slept in by accident so i decided i wouldnt have enough time to get everything done, mostly cuz the paint im using calls for a 24 hour cure period. i also have some papers to write and tests to study for, so i knew i wouldnt get much done. i did decide to change my fuel filter though, and i remembered seeing a 2 ton floor jack and 2 jack-stands at advanced auto parts on sale for $29. i figured this would be a good excuse to buy myself some toys and get to use them.
so i head down dave ward and roll into advanced, and lo and behold there's a laser red 99-04 GT vert parked in the lot. i thought "cool, maybe if he doesnt look like a douche bag i'll invite him up to russellville friday night." but then i notice he's sporting a set of altezzas and some of the fugliest "bling-bling" rims to ever bare their face on a mustang. so now im not so sure. anyway, as i start walking in the store, he walks out and sees my car. i dont say anything because, well, i really didnt know what to say. i mean he looked alright, but then again he has altezzas and bling on a GT
anyway i was in the store for maybe 3 minutes. got my jack and stands, and by the time i walk out and pop the trunk, he's still there waiting in his car (top down, gangsta rap blaring). i decide not to say anything, because i was pretty sure he just wanted to wait until i walk out so he could pull out, rev at me, and haul ass before i even got in my car.....i must be psychic, because he did exactly that.

and his car sounded very, very stock, not to mention it was heavier being a vert.
not one to back down from a challenge (actually, i am

, but anyway) i get in quick, fire up the stang and start backing out, only to notice my trunk didnt close after i put the jackstands in it. so i hop out quick, shut the trunk, get back in the stang and by that time it was too late. i got stopped at the red light after he had already gone through. i was determined to catch this guy, so once the light went green i hauled ass down dave ward, only to get stopped at the next red light. he was no where in sight, and i was a little peeved.
so, i let out a little rev of frustration (only to about 5000rpm). .....then i thought i heard an echo, only it sounded like crap. so i look around and then in my rear view is see him....the LS1 with the butterface g/f that keeps picking on my poor little 2V. apparently while hauling ass down dave ward i passed this guy and didnt even notice. and once again he took it as an invitation to race. that or me acting like a *** in a mustang, either way. i knew i wasnt going to run him, so i did the next best thing....i stayed neck and neck with the dump-truck in the other lane, so this guy was riding my ass for a good 5 miles and he was pissed!
i figured i may not be as fast as him, but i can sure as hell slow him down and get his panties in a bundle. the dump truck driver thought it was pretty funny. needless to say i still havent got **** done to my car and damn it, i need to work on that paper and study

. just thought you guys would enjoy a little story.
and btw, my drivers side cat that i smoked a few weeks ago has developed a nasty little leak, so my car sounds like crap. so please be gentle tomorrow night.