[Rusty Heap]

back in 2007-08 when I had my Porsche to play with, I totally pissed off a brand new Crustang owner who had at least 14 rolls of blue masking tape applied to avoid rock chips on his baby on his first track day.

Yes the Crustang pulled me on the front stretch, but I'd reel him in and fill his rear view mirror in the twisty corners.

He was so pissed off in the race pits that a porsche had tarnished his self-polish manhood.

Nah, Mustangs and Camaros are for the Community College Strip Mall poser crowd hanging out in front of a Teriyaki Chicken joint; Vettes and BMW's are for Dentists, get the Dodge Viper and man up.