Running an errand to the post office this morning and being low on time, I was antsy for the Honda to leave his side of the 4 way stop and get myself underway. I overaccelerated on the corner and got a little squeal. Zipped past the Honda and slowed up for another stop sign. He accelerates and meets me at the sign.
Without squeaking a tire or trying hard, he got destroyed.
Pulled up to the light and dropped the windows. I suggested that he not tell anyone he got beat by a Buick. He said he didn't give it his all, he was worried about cops. Then said "is that one of those supercharged ones?" I said yes....good, smiled, waved and was on my way snickering to myself. Red Civic hatchback with a two gauge pillar pod and the rear bumper with cutout holes for weight reduction.