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133Likes

04-06-2004, 10:27 PM
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Club Cobra Member
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Join Date: Feb 2003
Location: SF East Bay,
Ca
Cobra Make, Engine: SPF
Posts: 499
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Not Ranked
Not really the car, but it was recognition.
So I am driving home from the BACC breakfast the other day. I am travelling down a fairly long straight wide stretch of city street when this dweeb in a rice rocket complete with the shopping cart wing and fart cannon muffler pulls up along side and starts popping the throttle trying to get me to race him for quite a while. Directly behind me is a lady driving some small wagon. After dweeb boy gives up (I was not about to get goaded into a race) the lady pulls up next to me at the next light and thanks me for not racing.
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