I know it's purple, but it actually reminds of of these...




I think Pace Cars look good. The wheels are the only part I struggle with.

 

OP,

Your thread and question compelled me to relate a true story that involves a recently deceased relative and my Vette:


My friend and my Aunt, Libby Kirtley, then age 81, were cruising in my Vette, Targa off in the the spring of 2011. On a nondivided 4 lane south of my town a couple of young guns in a late 70's model Chevy pickup with some obvious engine/exhaust upgrades? cruised up along side. I was in the left lane, the guns were in the right. As they pulled alongside the driver yelled,,"On Three".

I heard him and looked over and grinned and yelled back while pointing at Libby said, " Not now"!


Libby never missed a beat. She looked up at me and said, and I quote, "BLOW HIS FING DOORS OFF"!


So, what could I do? YEP!




Libby loved cruising in my car, I miss her. Passed away 6/15/12

 

They feel that they have to ride your bumper even if you're doing better than the speed limit sign. But, the thing I hate/love the most is when they finally pass you 'cause you're slowing down to irritate them further is when they yell at me, "move it grandpa." And I yell back, "yes I are one."

 

Awesome. Love it. Thanks for sharing!

 

Now for my second rant: I have a few losers on my ignore list so I don't need to waste my time reading their crap. When someone clicks quote it defeats the whole ignore list. I don't waste my time on haters the only way they can lift themselves up is by putting others down.

I loved the Aunt Libby story.

 

I feel your rant. It's the same when riding my sport-bike and some days it's just irritating. The reality of it is that most people in this society today are doorknobs so it is best to keep to yourself and try to crank the music and tune out the stupidity.

 

MEH! I've never lost a race with a minivan...I say, go for it!

 

I just pass everybody before they pass me

 

I really have never noticed.

 

To the OP, you're not alone. I actually had a smart car pull up next me at a light and revved his engine. I laughed so hard, I almost missed the light changing. The more it happens, the funnier it gets.

 

It comes with the territory of owning a sports car

 

To the OP: Every car I've had (about 22) I've had someone try to race me. Most of the time I know I'd win just because of my driving ability, so I'm not tempted to even try. But now with the Vette, I find myself just not caring. I know I can win, I don't have to prove it, and I'm not going to be "that guy" on uTube crashing his vette while racing some kid who messes up and causes the whole thing.

However, a post on here made me want to tell my story. My grandpa, who is also my hero, retired from being a fire fighter when I was young. When I bought my Vette, he wanted a ride in it.

We were cruising along with the top down, and he was just loving the experience. I hadn't put the pedal down, didn't need to. I was on the highway close to my house when a Honda Civic Si came up beside me. Huge wheels, big exhaust out the back, intercooler piping sticking out in front where the bumper should have been. They did a pop-off, allowing the WG to "whoosh". The punk in the driver's side had his hat on sideways, the passenger had a video camera pointed across his friend's face at me.

I shook my head "no", but my grandpa was like "You going to take that from them? Put those punks in their place, looks like they need it." Enough said...

At 45 I dropped to 2nd, looked over, smiled, waved at the camera, and as I heard them hit the gas, I just took off. My grandpa's face was covered in the biggest grin I'd ever seen as we blasted up to xxx speeds. The Civic was far behind. I didn't let up. It was just one of those times when the feeling was too great.

I'm sure the Civic was waiting for us to let up so they could "fly by", but it never happened. We came to the stop light 2 miles down the road, and the Civic popped and rattled to a stop, but wouldn't come up beside us. I unbuckled and put my head out the top, and yelled back at them, "Hey make sure to post THAT video up to uTube, I want to see just how bad it looked from your angle!" I got flipped off, and my grandpa was laughing.

One of those memories I will treasure for life. I love my grandpa, God bless him.

 

Don't try the dragstrip, you apparently can't beat anyone.

(Tongue in cheek)

 

I do always tried to race people in my moms mini van back in high school. I blew the doors of a c4.

 

Here's the video!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F3Gdm_e_hxs

just saying...

Or... here... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RifBFGQoTes

 

 

Every day. They're relentless but mostly, I just keep them on ignore. The ones that **** me off, though, are the tailgaters. A-holes.

--Wag--

 

 

Tailgaters get smoked, literally.... by the methanol that gets blown out my pipes when I step on it !

 

Best advice............

I love Aunt Libby!!!