Look, lady.
You have a very small, very fast car. You (or your husband) paid a wad of cash for it- more than I paid for my first house AND my second, put together.
There is NO reason you should allow yourself to be overtaken by a full cement truck. None. Especially when the truck is doing 10 miles under the limit, on an empty country road.
Find the accelerator, willya?
UPDATE:
To the girl on the scooter, in the light blue print sundress? You remember when you lifted yourself up on your pegs going over the tracks, and the breeze blew that sundress up around your waist?
Do that again, just like that. Every day, if you can. That was the making of my day.
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To the moron on the crotch rocket: I’m not impressed by your wheelie. The only thing you managed to do was display how f-ing STUPID you are.
To the little old lady, (or old man … who can tell?) who can barely see over the sterring wheel, and insists on driving 10 miles an hour under the speed limit, while traveling (?!) in the fast lane, two things:
1. QUICKLY get your butt over into the right hand lane (they call it “the slow lane” for a very good reason), and stay there until you exit the limited access highway.
2. Perhaps either adjusting the seat UP so you have a better view of the road, or placing a pillow/cushion under your butt will help to achieve the same end, thus providing you the opportunity to see the complete world around you (including your fellow … if somewhat annoyed…travelers on said limited access highway) so you will be able to keep your slower speed/response time driving from being a shared experience with the rest of us, to a (mostly) private affair.
Thank you.
I had a similar experience passing a BMW Z3 roadster on a back road in Maine.
I was in a 14 year old Cadillac Coupe de Ville (with the 4.1L V8 motor) at the time. I was 26. The guy I passed had to have been 55+…
As I’m passing this guy (he was going 35 in a 55 MPH zone), I’m struck by the incongruity of a 20-something driving a Cadillac passing an old guy in a Z3…
What is it about old men (don’t get pissed, I’m one myself) that makes them buy cars too fast for them to safely handle on the road, so they drive them slow. Or they buy trucks too big that they cannot maneuver them in a parking lot?
As for the idiots on crotch rockets – take good notes you will need the details when you submit them for a darwin award.
And girls on scooters in sun dresses – send her by my house, my day could use a little brightening up also.
Meet you at the Tracks Tomorrow
yeah, if I could afford a hot little car you’d damned sure bet that I’d be driving it like it was meant to be driven.
Right up to the moment they took my license away.
Some old men own nice two seat sports cars and drive them like they were meant to be driven. Some of them have taken their cars to several different tracks and excercized them.
Some ole men have taken their motorcycle to tracks & humiliated kids on bikes far faster than his. (Kinda pisses ’em off when I pull off my helmet & the gray hair shows.)
Just because I’m old doesn’t mean I’m slow.
No, you’re slow because you drive a Jag.
Dear Og;
You are welcome, the next time you are in south Florida, to stop in and drive (as fast as you wish) the Jag. No electronics, no computer, no federal govt. anywhere in the car.
It’s not as fast as a Z4 but it does ok. When you are done, we can have a beer or two or more and discuss fools, assoles, slow drivers, stupid politicians and other impediments to good living.
All I ask is that you observe the engine redline. I’ll even pay for the gas.
Happy days my friend.
You’ve an open invite to drive my baby, but we already know you don’t fit. Besides, raising the curb weight more than 15% does render her concept a bit moot. :)
Rog: I’ve driven Jags, even some good ones, and I recently got to drive one of the pretty new ones. When driving, I like to- you know- arrive places. but hey, if you like, I’ll rent a bone stock subaru or honda, and show you what a real car can actually do. Hell, the diesel Volkswagon will probably easily outrun it, and it doesn’t look like a british racing green anal growth.
Considering Sabine Schmitz came within ten seconds of beating the newest, best Jag around the Nurburgring with a 4 cylinder Ford van, I’m not concerned.
Lisa’s owner: Maybe if you took the top off. I’ve actually been in the passenger seat of an Europa.
Dear Og;
I own and drive daily a turbodiesel VW, chipped even. Perhaps 0 ~ 40 the dissel is quicker. Beyond that, well, the dissel might not be so happy.
You don’t really think the ole Jag is stock do you? You are of course still welcome to come and drive. Or if you choose not to, then guzzle some brewskis and tell some lies and chew on some wings.
Happy days my friend.
Can’t drink, break out in handcuffs. 0-40 is all I need. I always take LDW, and I won’t care what the rental looks like when I take it back to drop it off. You on the other hand will not even attempt to go the places that I will be muscling you out of, for fear of wrinkling the tin on old betsey.
I fully support your right and desire to own and drive an unreliable anachronistic piece of lucas infected british trash, but don’t go around bragging about it like it’s something special. It isn’t. Unless by “Special” you mean “Short bus, foam helmet, window licking”
Og; you have a wonderful way with words.
Happy days to ya!
Roger, I’ve always like the looks of the e-type. I was too young and poor to own one when they first appeared, but I surely lusted after one.
And then they proudly unleashed the 2+2 version. The Lord of Darkness had oozed out of his hiding place beneath the bonnet and showed us how truly ugly he is.
I never fell for a pretty face again.
The original E type wasn’t horrible to look at, but I think Rog has one of those 120’s or 150’s.
Jag hell, get me behind the wheel of a Sunbeam Tiger or an Austin Healy 3000 like cousin Bud in San Jose had. At least I’d look cool, even bald and gray. The 2+2 E-type was a disgusting hump-ass vibrator Anthony Weinermobile, the C-type was much cooler.
I liked Triumphs. Past tense.
M
>> Right up to the moment they took my license away.
My Maserati does 185 …
Life’s been good!
So far!