GT500 replica???
#1
GT500 replica???
Just thought this was pretty funny. Took place today in Newport News, VA.
A green s197 Bullitt pulls beside me at a light today and motions for me to roll down the window. I do so and now the convo......
Him: Your husband has a really nice gt500 replica there. Fits really well. They don't sell those hoods.
Me: It's not a replica.
Him: it's a replica. your husband wouldn't let you drive it if it was real sweetie.
Me: He drives a silver gt, this is my car and it's real.
Light changed, so I let him hear my "replica" whine.
So appearantly I drive my hubby's replica GT500.
If by chance the guy with the Bullitt reads this, MY gt500 is real and it's MINE.
A green s197 Bullitt pulls beside me at a light today and motions for me to roll down the window. I do so and now the convo......
Him: Your husband has a really nice gt500 replica there. Fits really well. They don't sell those hoods.
Me: It's not a replica.
Him: it's a replica. your husband wouldn't let you drive it if it was real sweetie.
Me: He drives a silver gt, this is my car and it's real.
Light changed, so I let him hear my "replica" whine.
So appearantly I drive my hubby's replica GT500.
If by chance the guy with the Bullitt reads this, MY gt500 is real and it's MINE.
#3
Just thought this was pretty funny. Took place today in Newport News, VA.
A green s197 Bullitt pulls beside me at a light today and motions for me to roll down the window. I do so and now the convo......
Him: Your husband has a really nice gt500 replica there. Fits really well. They don't sell those hoods.
Me: It's not a replica.
Him: it's a replica. your husband wouldn't let you drive it if it was real sweetie.
Me: He drives a silver gt, this is my car and it's real.
Light changed, so I let him hear my "replica" whine.
So appearantly I drive my hubby's replica GT500.
If by chance the guy with the Bullitt reads this, MY gt500 is real and it's MINE.
A green s197 Bullitt pulls beside me at a light today and motions for me to roll down the window. I do so and now the convo......
Him: Your husband has a really nice gt500 replica there. Fits really well. They don't sell those hoods.
Me: It's not a replica.
Him: it's a replica. your husband wouldn't let you drive it if it was real sweetie.
Me: He drives a silver gt, this is my car and it's real.
Light changed, so I let him hear my "replica" whine.
So appearantly I drive my hubby's replica GT500.
If by chance the guy with the Bullitt reads this, MY gt500 is real and it's MINE.
LOL! That my freind is "Priceless"
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#10
I always assume the person driving the car owns it unless they say otherwise. I shoulda asked if he wanted to race.
And for the record, if it was my hubby's car, he would let me drive it.
And for the record, if it was my hubby's car, he would let me drive it.