In So-Cal there are mostly ricers, and they challenge me all the time. I beat all those cars, but I was once embarrassed by a fixed up 328i BMW (in the contour svt). My two most memorable instances happened in my Cobra.
1. C5 Vette pulls up next to me and tells his girl friend how Cobras are built like s*** and are pieces of s***, basically. After I wiped the road with him, he wouldn't even look at me as I laughed at him. (I like C5 Vettes, but don't underestimate my little Cobra).
2. Driving home from work at 2:30 am, a turbo civic pulls up next to me and blurps his throttle several times, again with a female sitting next to him. So I drop it in fourth and pull about 10 carlengths on the poor guy. Here he comes again, so I let him think I'm out of steam, then mash the throttle, puuling 'til I barely see him in my rear view. I let go, and the guy eventually passes me and again didn't want to look over as I laughed at him.
BOTTOM LINE - Don't you love getting challenged by some cocky guy, then wiping the floor with them?
