This is where the story gets good....My honey took off to see a play with her girlfriend so it was "boys-night-out" at my place. We needed a tree stand and took off to the store. (My two friends and my son were in the STI.)
Before I was even a block form my house soem idiot in a late model Civic wanted to race. I gave him the snob-nod and laughed at him at the next stoplight. Got into the parking lot at the hardware store and there is this BADASS modded Mini S out front. I park next to him.
We get our crap and head outside. Some old guy owns it and we talk for a bit. When he leaves the parking lot he gives his sweet-ass ride a quick bump and streaks to the closest left-hand turn lane. I follow suit and pass him in the left lane in second at what seemed like 80mph. (There is NOBODY on the road anywhere at this time but traffic is getting close from a light behind us and the Mini)
I slow down as quickly as I decided to play and when I look in my rear-view to prepare to change lanes a Chevy P/U on dubs almost rearends me and does a classic ricer fly by.
By this tim ewe are coming up on my street and I am doing the speed limit with my left signal on. The P/U is doing at least 80 in a 40. I have NO idea where he came from.
As he approches the light 10 car lengths ahead of me it turns red and cross traffic begins to cross. P/U boy cannot stop and slides into the intersection almost T-boning the next car crossing...........which was a Tracy COP!!!!!!
When I approched the left turn lane and stopped the P/U had barely cleared the cop's front bumper and the cop was literally hanging out the window waving his arms and screaming at the P/U. Cherrys ablaze the cop followed the truck to the curb.
I ask my son on the way home what he learned from all that. he says: "Old guys have money for nice cars. Your car is pretty fast but it stops WAY better than that ghetto truck..hahah"
I love my kid.










