So Im driving along in my Stang, windows up and a/c on, enjoying a burger on the way to pick up my girlfriend. Its a nice slow drive when this roaring thunder pulls up along side me out of no where and tries to get me to race. Its an S281 with some young kid behind the wheel getting all crazy, speeding up and slowing down and just inches away from my car.
Now Im in no mood to race anyone or anything, besides the fact that its a Saleen and all I have is a stock 5.0 w/ some 3.73s, all im trying to do is enjoy a little cruise. Finally we catch up to traffic and hes forced to get behind me. Atleast he is kind enough to signal right as he gets behind me, however, looking in my rearview mirror I notice he accidentally turned on his wipers in the process. I glance long enough in the mirror to catch a glimpse of the surprised look on his face and I have a little laugh.
So now Im turning right on an empty 3 lane street and this kid jumps back out on my left and starts at it again. If by now he hasnt gotten that Im not gonna race I dont know what to do. So with a smirk on my face I turn on my wipers and I leave them on long enough for him to see. As soon as he saw my wipers going off he gets this pissed off look on his face and starts yelling something and starts revving his engine while making all these hand gestures at me and gets even closer than before.
This continues for about half a mile until I finally come up to my girlfriends work and turn off the street. That was the first time someone else in a Mustang pulled some crazy s*** like that with me. He had gotten so close to my car that if I had my window down, I could have reached out and unlocked the passenger door, and maybe given him a slap or two. Things like that have happened with a couple of ricers but never a fellow Stang. Every time I cross paths with another GT on the street there is usually a simple peace wave or the nod indicating "good race man", then we go our separate ways. I have nothing but respect
Now Im in no mood to race anyone or anything, besides the fact that its a Saleen and all I have is a stock 5.0 w/ some 3.73s, all im trying to do is enjoy a little cruise. Finally we catch up to traffic and hes forced to get behind me. Atleast he is kind enough to signal right as he gets behind me, however, looking in my rearview mirror I notice he accidentally turned on his wipers in the process. I glance long enough in the mirror to catch a glimpse of the surprised look on his face and I have a little laugh.
So now Im turning right on an empty 3 lane street and this kid jumps back out on my left and starts at it again. If by now he hasnt gotten that Im not gonna race I dont know what to do. So with a smirk on my face I turn on my wipers and I leave them on long enough for him to see. As soon as he saw my wipers going off he gets this pissed off look on his face and starts yelling something and starts revving his engine while making all these hand gestures at me and gets even closer than before.
This continues for about half a mile until I finally come up to my girlfriends work and turn off the street. That was the first time someone else in a Mustang pulled some crazy s*** like that with me. He had gotten so close to my car that if I had my window down, I could have reached out and unlocked the passenger door, and maybe given him a slap or two. Things like that have happened with a couple of ricers but never a fellow Stang. Every time I cross paths with another GT on the street there is usually a simple peace wave or the nod indicating "good race man", then we go our separate ways. I have nothing but respect