This morning on my way to work, I was alone on the left lane of a 50mph two lane road, after a rather healthy acceleration that I always enjoy because of the nice sound I hear in the back of the car when I pass over the bridge. We all have our little pleasures and habits, I guess
. Then I slowed down because a car was in front of me, and I don`t like to scare people by slamming in their butt (elementary courtesy, although I noticed that Navigators, Expeditions and the same often tend to do the opposite...). Anyway, so I am back under the speed limit, when I look in my rearview mirror and see a black Acura arriving very fast on the right lane.
He must have spotted me and felt like having a 911 for his breakfast. His choice was to pass me on the right, but there was a car on my right. He was arriving way to fast, and he did not have the space to pass me. But the stupid little jerk did it anyway, sqeezing between the two cars, almost causing an accident. I think there is a wide market of parts for ricers, except the most important one: a brain
Aurel
78 SC Targa