[sperry]

...yes, you with the gunmetal EVO with dark rims, A-pillar gauges, 30 sqft of vinyl, and cat-less exhaust in the Damonte Ranch area.

No, I'm not interested in racing you at 11:15 pm in the neighborhood we live in. Especially when the road's wet from the sprinklers. It should have been obvious in the way that I ignored your 70 mph fly-by on Veterans Pkwy. But no, you decided to wait for me at the Rio Wrangler stop sign. It should have been obvious again, when I calmly turned onto Rio Wrangler and slowly accelerated to the speed limit. But no, you decided to pace me down the street. I think you got the point when I slammed on my brakes and flipped you off... which is why you decided to floor it and drive off in a blaze of retardation.

Note to you, Mr. Awesome EVO Owner: even if my SVX wasn't 1000 lbs heavier with 150hp less power than your car, I'm not going to race you on the street. Feel free to come out to the track some day when my WRX is actually working. I'd be happy to play all day long. But keep that shit off the street, especially in our own damn neighborhood. Idiot.