I was just PM-ing a friend, and after I typed it out, figured I may as well, share with everyone...

Raced a convertable C6 vette the other day. At the same place I raced Dave's Sc300-T. He stay'd like 2 cars back forever, then tried to do a "ricer fly-bye" on me !!! He got out about 2 car before I stopped him, then I pulled him by a car ( leaving me one car behind ), and I was in the middle of 3rd, and that sorry bitch let out !!! What a bitch. but he was like 90 years old, so just to see him use the car was insane...

Coming out of Wendy's yesturday, and I'm parked all the way in the back. So this old fucker is getting in his car ( which was not there when I parked there ). His wife was driving, so he was on the passenger side. I see his door open, but he doesn't fully extend it and hit my car, so I'm like, "ok fine". Then he sits his ass in the car and THEN fully extends the door and hits the neon !!! By this time, I'm about 2.5 car from him. I yelled at him, " hey, what the f^!k was that, your stupid old ass couldn't see brand new looking car beside you ?". I grabbed his door and started pushing his ass in the door with it, and shut him in. So, while still yelling him I get in my car. I roll the window down, and said, " F%%K YOU" and spit on there car. Stupid old people.... I wish they'd die and get it over with... I hope I die before I'm 60, just so I'm not a burden for everyone else to carry, which is about the deffinition of "douch bag". After that, I want to mail out " Jack Kavorkan DO-IT-YOURSELF Kits" to anyone over 65... I'm a calm, nice, mostly quite guy, just don't F with my cars...