RS6-4dr911
October 4th, 2008, 13:35
So I'm minding my own business cruising down the freeway yesterday on a nice cool morning, notice my dream car (550 Maranello, dark blue with natural leather, beautiful) approaching from behind. Not sure in hindsight he even knew what I was. He zips right through traffic and jumps on it for a while. I'm feeling frisky so I decide to play and get behind him. He hits the hammer and I stay glued to his bumper and he backs off. After a few more short bursts (70-100'ish) like this I pass on the right to prepare to make my exit and give a friendly wave. Prick doesn't even acknowledge my existence.
He ends up taking the same exit and turning the same way. Now we're in low end torque territory. Same thing - a few short bursts and I stick right with him. Now I'm really enjoying myself because I know Mr. middle-aged, gold chained, hairy chested (seriously, he was) Ferrari-man was getting annoyed that his toy was being embarrassed by a stinkin' sedan. He finally starts to turn in to some exotic-car detailing lot so I pull up to his side and give him a tap on the horn, he looks away. Hah. What fun! I gotta get a chip. Now THAT would have been fun.:addict:
He ends up taking the same exit and turning the same way. Now we're in low end torque territory. Same thing - a few short bursts and I stick right with him. Now I'm really enjoying myself because I know Mr. middle-aged, gold chained, hairy chested (seriously, he was) Ferrari-man was getting annoyed that his toy was being embarrassed by a stinkin' sedan. He finally starts to turn in to some exotic-car detailing lot so I pull up to his side and give him a tap on the horn, he looks away. Hah. What fun! I gotta get a chip. Now THAT would have been fun.:addict: