SO im driving in markham on hwy 7. and a nice little convertible pulls up beside me, it looked like a 60s race car to me, .. but anyways. we were behind cars, next thing i know this 40-50 year old guy is squeeling tires and FLYING.
he found a gap in traffic and i followed. we played some cat and mouse, till the next red light, we were both infront, with a decked out suburau and mitshubishi eclispe behind us.
Light turns green and it was a fury of squeeling tires , Major torque steer, and a little tail whip from the small 60s lookin race car... so he beat me by 3 or 4 cars.. came up to the next lights. and i find out its a frigging 1954!!!!!!!!!!!! porchse spyder. a 54 year old car. still running like a CHAMP. i was honoured really. i dont care i lost. my car is running like crap with 3 exhaust bolts missing from the manifold... but it was the coolest thing ever. and im pretty sure im the only person on this board that can say i raced one.
You had to be there to share the feeling.
Anyways. it was extremly exciting for some reason. i had 2 share with every1