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The vehicle is a late 90's Porsche boxster, silver in color, top down, windows down, 10000K HIDs, tinted tails, shocker sticker, and a center aftermarket exhaust with DTM tips. As if that wasn't bad enough both the driver and the passenger were wearing sunglasses at night, and were spray tanned to look like brown leather bags. the drivers hair was blown out and not moving against the massive G's his car created. He has a white watch on, and his female companion looked no better. It was very clear to me that what we had here was a douche bag. He side glanced at my wagon... smiled, revealing his douche bag gum and then spread off. the car droned like crazy and sounded like raspy shit. at this point i was COL (chuckling out loud) and i continued on my journey, amused but happy to have the car past me.
I watched as the driver began to tap his break lights then speed off only to throw on his hazard moments later... i gave a ( best described using this smiley icon
) face and got ready to merge onto 138 towards the jamestown bridge and the same route into newport. The driver cut right in front of me and entered the turn first... now i was pissed, i love this turn, and taking it quickly, and i hated having a car in front of me let alone this car. i was on his bumper through the entire bend... as it straightened out onto 138, i looked ahead, not a single car (as usual for this time on night) we came out of the bend at about 55mph, he got into the right lane and punched it, he had about a car length on me before i said fuck this, and let my 3rd gear scream, in seconds i was at his door, and his jaw dropped, and seconds later i was putting car length after length on him. i took it up to around 90 and let off, not worth taking it further.... at this point i could say i was laughing out loud. i took the first exit into Naragansset and pulled into the gas station right off the highway. as i stepped out of my car to pump, only to hear the shitty drone of a car pulling out of first gear at the end of the off ramp. i look back to see the Porsche pulling into the same gas station... on the other side of the very same pump. I think to myself wonderful here he is again. House techno is blaring, they are clearly on there way to the clubs in newport. THe guy gets out of his car, leaves the music on for everyone in the area to hear, out of the kindness of his heart, and begins to pump while constantly taking glances at my car... i noticed he was using regular fuel and i COL a bit inside. finally as im am topping off, he says to me... Sweet Audi Bro... i look at him with that same
face... look back at my car, the sides clearly say volvospeed, eat sleep volvo, and many other hints not to mention the fact that it looks like a volvo not an audi... i look back at him, and say. Thanks Bro! I get back in my car, im laughing hard now, i go to pull out, and notice that his boxster is badged Carrera GT Turbo. With a smile on my face i rip out of the station and head home for some victory sex... END
Edited by TFIVEM, 31 May 2010 - 04:04 AM.
