True story. I was driving my ss427 1968 chevelle back in the day, and as usual passing everyting I could anywhere I could squeeze the throttle. On a wide onramp sweeper turn onto 4 lane interstate, I passed 4 cars in a row on the outside apex, entering the highway on the inside, just behind big gray 440 polara (4door, more about that later). I punched the gas and shot into the median "fast" lane bumping 80 or so, guy in polara ahead did the same, right in front of me, without looking in his mirror, and travelling about 40 mph slower. I had to shot into grassy median, did a slow pair of 360's, got straight, and came back onto road beside the polara. My brother rolls down his window, and gives the nice driver a few mono-digit salutes, screamed a few more compliments at his driving prowess, and I proceeded to drive just as fast as I dared for 10 miles or so. I slowed up, as we were approaching city, and lo and behold this same grey 4door polara comes up in my mirrors, flashing his headlights, some nimrod in drivers seat waving some kind of badge...UHHOH.
being the ";good guy" that I was, I pulled over, and left the motor idling, sounding like a 3 legged race horse on a cobblestone street, smokin and steamin....cop swaggers up and sez "shut that damn thing off. son, do ya always drive like that?"
Brither"only when an @$$whole like you cuts him off"
cop turns 6 shades of red, apologizes, and sez "well, I've got your number, next time I'll be in uniform, on duty and on the radio. keep it between the fences"
I had to sit there 15 minutes to cool the motor before it would crank again...and had a few words of my own with brother. I sold him the car later, as I didnt want to get stopped in it again...
I've got a couple more similar escapades, but its your turn now...
being the ";good guy" that I was, I pulled over, and left the motor idling, sounding like a 3 legged race horse on a cobblestone street, smokin and steamin....cop swaggers up and sez "shut that damn thing off. son, do ya always drive like that?"
Brither"only when an @$$whole like you cuts him off"
cop turns 6 shades of red, apologizes, and sez "well, I've got your number, next time I'll be in uniform, on duty and on the radio. keep it between the fences"
I had to sit there 15 minutes to cool the motor before it would crank again...and had a few words of my own with brother. I sold him the car later, as I didnt want to get stopped in it again...
I've got a couple more similar escapades, but its your turn now...