[Jims5543]

I ran downtown to get my oil changed on my RX-7. I know the owner of the shop so he only charges me for the oil, I bring my own filter.

After that I ran to a sub shop for a bite on the run. A mail man is walking up as I am getting out of my car.
He asks:
"Whats with all these cars with huge exhausts and numbers on the back?"

I seriously reply, "Well I cannot speak for others, my exhaust is that size up to the turbo, and the numbers were assigned to me by the car club I run road courses with".

He laughs and says "Track car? Track Car? Corevettes are REAL track cars. Corvette, now that is a track car.

I decided not to say another word to him after that. I wish I was faster on my feet a good snappy response would have been perfect here.