BMW kill story...kinda
BMW kill story...kinda
Well, I was driving home from Wal-Mart with a load of stuff in the back including a set of new Nitto DR's (not from Wal-Mart) and all kinds of stuff from the store including this huge cabinet. I was with my lady and we came up to a red light and just sat there bs'ing. This older gentlemen pulled up next to me in a BMW 540 and just stared at the L. I didn't think he wanted to race so I didn't pay much attention to him and just minded my own business. I really didn't want to race anyway since I had all this junk in the bed of the truck. As soon as the light turned green, he punched it and it took me a second to figure out he was racing since we were head to head. Well, all I could do is punsh it...WOT. GOTTA LOVE THAT SOUND...all I can say is that the rest is history. Needless to say he didn't even look at me once I slowed so he could catch up to me. I love my L!!!!!!!!
Last edited by engelmb; Jan 9, 2004 at 10:23 AM.
Gotta love it...putting the rich and famous in their place!
Last Sunday I was in Fredericksburg, VA and some dude in a new '04 SRT-4 (blue color was introduced in '04 model) did the same staring thing to me at a light. Talk about annoying! He spun those front wheels at the line, while my stock 2000L just blew him away. He turned off at the next light in shame...
Last Sunday I was in Fredericksburg, VA and some dude in a new '04 SRT-4 (blue color was introduced in '04 model) did the same staring thing to me at a light. Talk about annoying! He spun those front wheels at the line, while my stock 2000L just blew him away. He turned off at the next light in shame...
Nice kill man. I though I was going to go after my first on the way home from work yesterday. Was making a U turn on the Hwy, and this C5 Vette goes flying by. I just couldn't have this so I stab it. Once I got her straightened out, I caught that Vette like it was standing still. Figured I'd have a great shot head to head since the stop light ahead of us was red. The Damn Vette moves into the left turn lane. Was that the way home, or was she running? I'll never know.



