MichaelOne
Been here awhile...
Quiet Sunday morning, I’m stopped at a red light, no one behind me. The lane to my left becomes a left turn lane into a little strip mall shortly after the intersection. I often use it if there's a long line of vehicles in the center lane. A white BMW convertible pulls up in the left lane and I’m pretty sure what he has in mind. When the light turns green, I proceed in my usual semi-jackrabbit style without actually gunning it. He’s keeping pace and then accelerates to pass. I do the same to deny him that opportunity. I glance over and smile at him. Of course he thinks I’m struggling and that he has me. I hear him gun it as he makes his play, then I press down slowly but deliberately. The Genny kicks and takes off like a bat out of hell.
I look back and instead of pulling in behind me, my friend in the Beamer is making a left turn into the strip mall. He’s like, I-really-wasn’t-trying-to-pass-you-I’m-just-in-a-hurry-to-get-to-Walgreen’s. Really? LOL.
I look back and instead of pulling in behind me, my friend in the Beamer is making a left turn into the strip mall. He’s like, I-really-wasn’t-trying-to-pass-you-I’m-just-in-a-hurry-to-get-to-Walgreen’s. Really? LOL.