I was cruising into Manville earlier today to take the AMX back to the storage garage, and I stopped at a red light. Well, this azzclown in a Dakota pulls up next to me, and he starts revving his engine. I figured he was just screwing around, so I looked over at him, and expected him to be smiling or just wanting to give me a thumbs up or something. Well, low and behold, he had this look on his puss like he's friggin' Big Daddy or something special. And then he started to do a burnout. So, I flipped the bird at him. Then the light turned green, and he took off full bore in all his V6 azzclown glory. Well, low and behold, a Manville Police officer was watching all this transpire, and he came flying out from behind us, lit up his lights, and pulled that jabronie over. And I just comtinued on, rumbling down the street, but doing the speed limit.
