Warfang
Enthusiast
So I'm driving down a crowded and snooty part of town in my 97 GTS and come to a stop sign. There were many pedestrians crossing so it was a bit of a wait. Low and behold... the car in front of me was the Ferrari F430 Spyder. Beautiful car... and the hair-implanted guy driving it knew it. Soaking up the sun, shining that million dollar smile at every pretty lady that crossed the path before him.
In front of the Ferrari, I hear: "OH MY GOD!!!!!", startling everyone within earshot. The screamer, a boy about 10 or so started tugging his friends' shirts, trying to get their attention. He pointed past the Ferrari at me, and followed-up with, "A VIPURRRRRRRRR!!!!!!"
Everyone turned to look at the Viper, including Mr. Hair, who gave me a curled-lip smile and nod. I would pay money to see the look on his face when he first realized he wasn't the center of attention. The boys jumped up and down waving as I drove by. This time it was my turn to smile. If it wasn't such a crowded intersection, I would've given all of the boys a ride around the block. Not bad for a car at the fraction of the price of a Ferrari.
In front of the Ferrari, I hear: "OH MY GOD!!!!!", startling everyone within earshot. The screamer, a boy about 10 or so started tugging his friends' shirts, trying to get their attention. He pointed past the Ferrari at me, and followed-up with, "A VIPURRRRRRRRR!!!!!!"
Everyone turned to look at the Viper, including Mr. Hair, who gave me a curled-lip smile and nod. I would pay money to see the look on his face when he first realized he wasn't the center of attention. The boys jumped up and down waving as I drove by. This time it was my turn to smile. If it wasn't such a crowded intersection, I would've given all of the boys a ride around the block. Not bad for a car at the fraction of the price of a Ferrari.