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Heading to drop my buddy off at work from our lunch break, and we are a few cars back in traffic from this Ferrari. We noticed he was heading onto the freeway, so we decided to follow. There is still one car between us and him so we're held back until the lane opens up.
The Ferrari jumps into the onramp HOV, and as soon as I can, I do the same. By the time I was even in the lane, he was already up to the finally merge point just before entering the hwy. I fly through the HOV to catch up and a big ass truck merges in front of me. Again, held back to watch this guy dump his gas onto the hwy.
Now that we are both on the hwy, I safely move my way through traffic until I can get next to him. Passenger in the car makes eye contact and I signal to race, but he acts as if he didn't see me.
So, instead of showing you a sweeeet video of me winning or losing, here's a video of me just being depressed driving next to him.
Later, we end up taking the same freeway to head home and the Ferrari catches up with me again, doesn't acknowledge me once he passes or tries to race. He hops onto the off ramp (same one I'm going to) and heads down the same street I need to head down. He eventually makes a right turn off the street and made eye contact with my passenger, who in return gave him a thumbs down for his ball size.:cursin:
He was just afraid of 'Merica.
atriot:
The Ferrari jumps into the onramp HOV, and as soon as I can, I do the same. By the time I was even in the lane, he was already up to the finally merge point just before entering the hwy. I fly through the HOV to catch up and a big ass truck merges in front of me. Again, held back to watch this guy dump his gas onto the hwy.
Now that we are both on the hwy, I safely move my way through traffic until I can get next to him. Passenger in the car makes eye contact and I signal to race, but he acts as if he didn't see me.
So, instead of showing you a sweeeet video of me winning or losing, here's a video of me just being depressed driving next to him.
Later, we end up taking the same freeway to head home and the Ferrari catches up with me again, doesn't acknowledge me once he passes or tries to race. He hops onto the off ramp (same one I'm going to) and heads down the same street I need to head down. He eventually makes a right turn off the street and made eye contact with my passenger, who in return gave him a thumbs down for his ball size.:cursin:
He was just afraid of 'Merica.
atriot:
