In his dreams...lol
Yesterday, a friend and I were on the way to the gun store. We were cruising below speed limit talking about whatever when all of the sudden a 97-98ish white v6 mustang comes roaring past me. Now when I say roaring past me, I mean it was making all kinds of loud noise out of the straight pipes and not going anywhere fast :3d_frown: . We both look over with a "wtf" look to see some white trash guy smirking at the Jap Crap we are driving in, mullet blowing in the wind.
Due to traffic we end up passing him down the road. A few minutes later he is right next to me again, same smirk and mullet flowing, and unfortunately for him the road opened up ahead. Me wanting to see if he was actually going to display his mustang's raw power again, ease half a car ahead in 4th. This is when all redneck hell breaks loose, our trailer park friend hammers the throttle, is going wide open, driver door at my front fender. He has the biggest grin on his face like he just smoked me, when I downshift, and at the top of 3rd im pulling away as his grin turns to a "oh noesssss" look. I back off the gas before shifting into 4th and of course he flies by me a second later. I could have very well left him by many car lengths, but my friend and I pretty much agreed that he got the point.
Yesterday, a friend and I were on the way to the gun store. We were cruising below speed limit talking about whatever when all of the sudden a 97-98ish white v6 mustang comes roaring past me. Now when I say roaring past me, I mean it was making all kinds of loud noise out of the straight pipes and not going anywhere fast :3d_frown: . We both look over with a "wtf" look to see some white trash guy smirking at the Jap Crap we are driving in, mullet blowing in the wind.
Due to traffic we end up passing him down the road. A few minutes later he is right next to me again, same smirk and mullet flowing, and unfortunately for him the road opened up ahead. Me wanting to see if he was actually going to display his mustang's raw power again, ease half a car ahead in 4th. This is when all redneck hell breaks loose, our trailer park friend hammers the throttle, is going wide open, driver door at my front fender. He has the biggest grin on his face like he just smoked me, when I downshift, and at the top of 3rd im pulling away as his grin turns to a "oh noesssss" look. I back off the gas before shifting into 4th and of course he flies by me a second later. I could have very well left him by many car lengths, but my friend and I pretty much agreed that he got the point.
