I had just got out of the gas station for some jet fuel (ARCO 91), and a lowly S10 Pick Up wouldn't let me drink my English Toffee Capucchino in peace; so on a rolling start I called his bluff and without down shifting to 2nd gear, I just pulled away. Not content, he needed to go at the next light. Again, I just pulled away. On the looser fly by he honked. It's all good.
Then after a little while, cruising the same avenue I pulled behind some cars making a left turn. A Mustang GT, a couple of Civics, and a VR6 Golf. It seemed that they were in a hurry to go somewhere, so having an investigative mind, I decided to follow. In a little sprint, I passed all of them.
So at the next light, the Mustang is behind me, and a late 90's Civic is on my right. It seemed that they were upset at me...I don't know why?. But being that they were still in a hurry, we went at it again. Through 1st, I get the jump, but 2nd and 3rd gear in the Honda was fast enough to pull away. While all of this was happening, the Mustang is on my rear bumper. LOL!! I don't know what the Honda was running, but it sounded healthy for sure.
Is it my new paint job that makes me look faster? (6 cans of Pep Boys primer). I don't know?. But people don't like it when a little old Bettle gives them a little run for their money...

Disclaimer: this story was fictional, and for entertainment purposes only.

Late,
E.