My dad did the exact opposite of this when he had a Corvette. Some guys pulled up to the stop light, got him to roll his window down, and said, “Hey man, want to race?”
You fell victim to one of the classic blunders, the most famous of which is “Never get involved in a land war in Asia,” but only slightly less well-known is this: “Never go in against Tonya Harding when temporary clout is on the line.”
I was the passenger in an old beaten small panel van. The driver was a complete jackass, but I needed the lift. He pulled up next to an Alfa Romeo 159, and asked for a race. The driver of the Alfa just looked… confused. He gave us a very potent “I cannot sanction your buffoonery” look and rolled his window back up. My driver yelled at him. I sunk into my seat in an overwhelming combination of first and second hand embarrassment.
My dad did the exact opposite of this when he had a Corvette. Some guys pulled up to the stop light, got him to roll his window down, and said, “Hey man, want to race?”
His reply. “Why?”
It’s like asking someone with running shoes if he wants to run…
That’s when you surprise 'em with the crowbar. haha sucker, better luck next time.
I witnessed something kinda similar.
I was the passenger in an old beaten small panel van. The driver was a complete jackass, but I needed the lift. He pulled up next to an Alfa Romeo 159, and asked for a race. The driver of the Alfa just looked… confused. He gave us a very potent “I cannot sanction your buffoonery” look and rolled his window back up. My driver yelled at him. I sunk into my seat in an overwhelming combination of first and second hand embarrassment.