Worst piece of stop-light grand prix smackdown I ever got was from an old lady in a station wagon...
It was an old Chevy Wagon. Now if I'd had my act together as I approached I might have spotted the big 12 bolt rear end under neath. It went very nicely with the under hood big block. Lotta old wagons came that way because people towed boats, etc. with them. Anyway, on the otherside of the light, the road narrows down to one lane. Naturally, i want the lane. My pickup was pretty quick off the line. Muncie 4 speed, fueler head 283, and 4:11 posi out back with 12 inch wide tires. No top speed, but zippy off the line.
I glance over at the little q-tip parked behind the wheel of her wagon and think "oh hell - no problem!".
Pick up a few RPM and wait for the light - changes - ZIP I'm outta there. Only problem is that she's already across the intersection and leaving me in her dust. No, she didn't jump the gun. Not at all. Not only was her car WAY WAY faster than my truck, she
dusted me on reaction time.
Don't mess with old ladies in station wagons. Most of them ignore you, but some of them will flat hand you your lunch...
angela