So after a long day at work, I head on down to "my bar" in the Riv. Luckily "my spot" is open at the end of the parking line. It's the last spot on an angled grid, so nobody can park to your left, behind, or in front of you, and my buddy parks on my right to avoid any damage to my car's fairly shiny exterior. In theory. I come outside after 2 beers because I'm responsible like that to this guy nosed up about 2 inches from my bumper, not in a parking spot mind you, with at least 15 better spots available to him but he must've been worried about door dings as much as I am...... you can tell it's fast by the hood pins, 36 pairs of sunglasses on the dash, and crooked as ef scoop lined up to perfectly shove air down its 2 barrel carb, thus directing flow properly for high performance much like an old Torker manifold with the carb tilted 15 degrees......don't know if he was fishing for a race, but I most certainly left with my tail between my legs. If he was attempting to build a sleeper, his brash display of obvious performance surely failed him in taking my $3 I had left in my pocket for burger king.....
Keep your hood scoops straight, fellas.....once I see you putting them on crooked, I know your tricks and can tell you're a serious high performance enthusiast with only one thing on your mind: Taking my Burger King money.......
Looks like you were backed in and he totally boxed you in?!?! In other words....you weren't gonna sneak out without him knowing. Another slick street racer trick he's obviously picked up from his years of watching Street Outlaws! Lol
[QUOTE="this guy nosed up about 2 inches from my bumper, View attachment 444424 [/QUOTE] Whew! At least it was 2 inches before contact rather than 2 inches after contact...
His car was staring yours down with one eyebrow raised to see which car would blink first. Or puke first. But your car, being the noblest of the two, didn’t want to ruin your appetite for Burger King. Such are the benefits to owning a Riviera.
