So I am on my way to work though Mexico of course, and I am coming to a light that just changed so I am going to be right at the line. I can see there is a Volkswagen GTI already sitting there. I am pretty much oblivious to the fun that is about to begin. As I pull next to him, he revs the car. I pretty much ignore him for a couple of reasons. One I hate when my Vette gets its ass kicked by a Volkswagen, and besides, who wants to jump on it on an icy street, in a school zone.
Well I guess since I did not notice him, he must have thought I did not hear him, so he revs it again, and taps the horn.... I think what the hell, do I know this guy, and I glance over. Young punk, my guess in High School. He nods like "Wanna Go" and revs it again. I just smile and turn away, knowing if I did jump on it, he would kick my butt anyway.
The light changes, he grabs first, then second, and is a good 4 car lengths ahead of me when I get through the intersection, and not hardly above 3000 RPMs... and that is when I see it, and know I will blow by him before the rail road tracks ahead. My guess is he did not see what I did. Off to our left, sitting with his Radar gun going, is a Cop. Mind you I know that they sit there as I take the same road in every morning. My guess is as the kid blows by doing atleast 60, and me not up to 35, I know I am going to work without a ticket, and as his lights come on, I know the kid is. By the time I pull past the cop, and the VW coming to a stop to get a ticket, I just idle by..... I love it when that happens.