I'm sittin' here feelin' kind of guilty

[a.d._510_n_ok]

98% of the time I drive my Datsun like Grandma going to church but.......this thing is geared so low.......I can give it just a little bit of throttle and it will flat scoot from a dead stop.

 

I drive it to work every Wednesday and today on the way home I noticed a guy coming up behind me in an early '90s front wheel drive Olds Cutlass playing stoplight drag race each time a light turned green.

 

When he got up beside me he revved it a bit and I ignored him - until the light turned green. When it went green I put the throttle down about 1/2 way and flat walked off and left him.

 

We got to the next stop light and repeated the scenario.

 

Later, a guy in riced-out Pontiac Sunfire pulled up beside me and we ran a couple of stoplight races. Off the line I could eat his lunch but his extra gears would leave me in the long haul. Honestly, at just 60mph my poor little NAPZ sounds like a hive of really pissed off bumble bees inside an echo chamber.

 

I only drive the thing on Wednesdays and weekends and really I try not to dog it but sure is fun to jet away from a stoplight in a car that looks like it should be waiting for Great-Aunt Gertrude in the parking lot of the bingo hall.

 

:lol:

[slam_dat_sun]

Now thats some funny shit there

[lynchfourtwenty]

lol i play that game in my 620

[620mike]

if i pulled off the line in my sunfire i think the thing would never move again i guess im glad to hear one of the thousands produced run right

[bonvo]

lol i did that today with a ricerboy honda getting on the freeway he was reving and shit and the light turned green i took the turn to get to the onramp then just left it in second and wound out all the gears and walked away from him all the way till i hit the speed limit (im NOT getting a ticket to prove my car is better)

[MikeRL411]

Many years ago, on my way home from Los Angeles International Airport on Aviation Blvd. an idiot in his new VW Scirroco [quarter mile in 13 seconds so he felt invincible] floored his car at a light change. Big deal, a** hole!. Repeated at next light. Unfortunately for him, I knew the light timing. At the next light I floored the accelerator and left him a half block behind before I deliberately slowed down for the upcoming red light. I waved to him and left. I was driving my 1970 Buick Electra LTD with the 455 engine. Care to guess why the a**hole felt defeated? Horsepower beats Car and Driver BS everytime.