I swear every GTo on the raod tries to race me. I useually wait a extra second at the light and watch them race no one. What a bunch of morons. I would be more then willing to run against them at the track though.

 

people who leave shopping carts in the parking lot **** ME OFF

 

I put my at the edge of every parking lot, park at the top of parking garages and never got a dent....until my father in law cam over with his Lincoln Town Car on my slanted driveway and accidently let his door go slam into the side of my car to the tune of 900.00 bucks (he did pay for it though)[:@]I seriously thought I was going to throw up[:'(]

I am always happy to do a little spirited run up to 90 or so on the freewayif someone looks like they want some

 

He wasn't tring to race. Just shadowing me for 5 or 6 miles. It is very agravaiting when you are just trying to enjoy the ride to have someone right beside you..I mean right there off your shoulderand not anothercar on the road for miles. Yea... I wouldhave left him inmy dust but the area we were in is a well known speed trap area. Did not want a ticket because of this A-wipe. I would speed up and he would just come right back. Ifhad beenin my truck or old sable I would have eased it to theright and runhis A$$in the ditch. M F'er

 

thxultra -- they aren't that fast... my boy has an 06 and I beat him all the time

 

The term that I have heard for people matching your speed or racing with you is "challenging." Seems to be a phenomena.

My younger brother, who drives large dump trucks for a living, was challenged by an idiot in a little car. While my brother was attempting to move from the left lane to the right lane the fellow tried to shoot by on the right. My brother RAN OVER the guy and tore up the car but the idiot wasn't hurt. (The dump truck wasn't damaged.) The judge threw it out of court when the idiot failed to appear. The judge also made the idiot pay my brother's court costs.

I have parked my Mustang GT in a car lot with no one around, gone to buy a cup of coffee, and come back to find an idiot parked RIGHT NEXT TO ME!

I was in a traffic jam and a lady rolled her beater into the rear of my Mustang GT. She was petrified when she saw me jump out of my car and got a look at my face. Thankfully, there were only a couple of tiny marks. I let her go on about her way, she practically genuflected, and I rubbed out the marks with wax.