[Edley Rondinone]

This past Saturday, after leaving the Tri-County Cobra lunch at Hudson's in Ventura (thanks, John Wais!) I went cruisin' down Pacifid Coast Highway (PCH) into Malibu. Now, its'a pretty nice day, the sun shining, etc, and there was a fair amount of traffic, both north and southbound on PCH.
I see a silver Z06 'Vette goin' north as I was headin' south. I didnt really acknowledge him because, as we all know, Z06's are hardly rare, especially here in L.A!
Sure enough, a few minutes later, here comes that same Z06 on my right side, revvin' his engine, and makin' little acceleration bursts with his car. Remember, we are in traffic, and I have a blue Honda Accord not 50 feet in front of me, and he has an SUV about 100 feet ahead of him.

The driver of the Z06 is a middle-aged man, mostly "salt" in his "salt-and-pepper" hair, and his buddy in the passenger seat is older and grayer as well.

I am still ignoring this guy, and not bite onto his "Let's race" antics. I mean, there is still TOO MUCH TRAFFIC!

As we motor down PCH, I see one of the signals up ahead start flashing the "Dont Walk" sign. I start to drive a little slower, hoping to catch the red light. It was at an uninhabited section of PCH, and I had about enough of this guy, and I was gonna run his hissy-exhaust-sounding 'Vette, just to see what happens.



Well, he isnt paying a lot of attention to my actions, and he ends up accelerating thru the yellow light that I was slowing down for. Now I dont know exactly what he was thinking, (nor do I care, really), but I THINK he saw the about-to-change light, and didnt want to risk losing to my Cobra in front of his friend. I guess we will never know the truth of the matter.


I think he lost his nerve. Pathetic, really.