He Wanted To See Mine
I'm on a major road through town. While waiting at the stoplight I sense there's someone coming up on my right but I don't see them in my mirror. (You know that feeling?) I know his lane ends about 200 yards past the intersection and he'll have to blend into my lane. Everyone in this area knows that...... yet they keep sneeking up, trying to get a quick jump off the green light and cut in front of you. Well, this time it ain't gonna happen!
Right hand off the brake.......slowly let the clutch out so it's nearly engaged......keep your eye on the changing light.........NOW!
I popped what was left of the clutch, cranked the throttle fast enough to leave any known car to man in my dust. A quick peek in the right mirror but nothing is there. I backed off the throttle just as he cut in front of me.
RED 'BUSA.
At the next light I mentioned how fast he was and he mentioned how he couldn't believe I had stayed as close as I did between lights. From then on we took our time departing from lights and he slowly disappeared into traffic. As I was turning left I noticed he was sitting on the side street and pointing in the direction I was turning. Was this the same guy I'd raced a few minutes ago. He should be long gone by now but there he sits.
I was on my way to a favorite hang out for some late lunch and pulling into the parking lot I saw he was right behind me. I pulled up, parked and was getting off when he stopped in front of me and smiled. I reiterated how fast his machine was to which he spent the next 15 minutes asking me questions about the Rocket III. One of the few times in my life where I was late for food and didn't mind at all. Chapter 2 is my run in with a V8 Ferrari convertible!