I think some of BadSratRT's stories are rubbing off or something.

Yesterday evening while driving in to town to make a donation for the Hurricane Ivan victims, a H2 beside me starts reving me. I'm like WTF is this wee-mans problem. I suppose he was intimidated by the bikerack and 2 mtn. bikes on the back. Well as usual, I look over and laugh so he sees me. The light turned green and i waited to hear him hit it and sure enough, he did. Needless to say, I drove around him. At the next light, he didn't try again, but after the light turned he started tailgating me so I just ran away from again.

Before I turned off, I slowed to let him come along side. He looked but didn't gesture at all. Kind of expected a finger or something. Oh well, maybe he's used to getting it handed to him now.

"H2, just another midlife crisis."

 

Hahaha... you don't buy an H2 to go fast. What a dink! Nice kill!!

~Amanda

 

What an odd race [&:] Glad you smoked him though.




-Matt-

 

LMAO, thats hilarious.

 

H2 revving engine. There goes 4 gallons in gas. What a dork.