"Honeybunchesofgoats" (honeybunche0fgoats)
10/13/2016 at 19:38 • Filed to: None | 18 | 11 |
I compulsively floor it up to the speed limit, just so they know that I’m faster but choose not to be.
It allows me to be smug on two levels instead one, and it will never cease to give me pleasure.
Ike
> Honeybunchesofgoats
10/13/2016 at 19:42 | 8 |
Me too, it’s awkward when you both do that tho, like oh I guess we’re just gonna drive next to each other from now on
Honeybunchesofgoats
> Ike
10/13/2016 at 19:43 | 3 |
It’s the automotive equivalent of passing a coworker in a hallway after you’ve already said “hello” that day.
My citroen won't start
> Honeybunchesofgoats
10/13/2016 at 19:55 | 1 |
I won’t lie, whenever I see someone driving a bit aggressively or as fast as me, I start a pretend race.
Also imaginary drag races until the speed limited after the light, so many imaginary drag races.
wiffleballtony
> Honeybunchesofgoats
10/13/2016 at 19:57 | 2 |
Are you me?
V12 Jake- Hittin' Switches
> Honeybunchesofgoats
10/13/2016 at 20:01 | 2 |
I call this the S600 effect. The smugness of knowing that you’re the fastest car on your particular stretch of highway is intoxicating.
Daily Drives a Dragon - One Last Lap
> Honeybunchesofgoats
10/13/2016 at 20:08 | 2 |
I don’t floor it because I have nothing to prove. My truck is slow.
Dr. Zoidberg - RIP Oppo
> Honeybunchesofgoats
10/13/2016 at 20:19 | 2 |
Confession: I once raced my ‘89 pickup against a loaded 2013 tacoma V6. He laughed at me and backed off because he could hear my motor was crying in pain. He ended up behind on the highway and looked right into my eyes and laughed again. Not the “I’m so pissed I can only laugh” laugh. The “you poor bastard” laugh.
Urambo Tauro
> Honeybunchesofgoats
10/13/2016 at 20:25 | 1 |
Yes! I love doing this too.
Jordan and the Slowrunner, Boomer Intensifies
> Honeybunchesofgoats
10/13/2016 at 21:17 | 1 |
When I was dailying my 4Runner, I stop light dragged a Prius. I lost.
AMGtech - now with more recalls!
> V12 Jake- Hittin' Switches
10/13/2016 at 21:38 | 0 |
Until you encounter an S65!
Stephenson Valve Gear
> Honeybunchesofgoats
10/13/2016 at 21:56 | 0 |
This isn’t exactly on topic, but it seems like a great time to tell a stoplight drag racing story...
A couple of decades back, I was the proud owner of a brand new Kawasaki Vulcan 1500. My wife would ride on the back of the big Kaw, but didn’t like it when I took off hard, so I made it a point to drive very smoothly and responsibly when she was on the pillion. Regardless, one night we were at a stoplight next to a couple of yahoos wanting to race their big rwd sedan against the bike. When the light turned green, I took off gently in first gear in deference to my wife’s wishes. The sedan was burning the tires and getting sideways (terrible launching technique). I glanced over at the spectacle to our left, tapped my wife’s hand with my clutch hand, and as soon as I felt her grip tighten I made the shift into 2nd and took off at (comparatively) Warp Speed. We didn’t just walk that sedan, we left it behind as if we were on an ICBM. I only did that through 2nd, then shifted into 3rd and let it slow down for the upcoming intersection... after all, the message had been sent to, delivered and received by the occupants of the sedan (now a tiny dot in the mirrors). Now, I knew I had committed a cardinal sin with my rider, so as I pulled up to the next red light, I leaned back and said to her, “Sorry about that.”
To which she responded with an emphatic, “THEY HAD IT COMING!”
Yup, she is a keeper...