1981TA

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This one was short and easy. Let me set the scene: I was getting onto the east-bond tollway just south of Harvey, Mexico. It's one of those booths with pass-though transponder only lanes to the left and right, and a coin-op lane in the middle. Two ramps merge before the booths.

I was approaching from the left ramp, and white Golf VR6 with blacked out glass came in from the right. I'm moving, ready to clear the booths, and planning to hit the highway at, well, highway speed. This joker slides all the way over to the left transponder lane, hauls it down to 10 to go through and kinda stays there.

Ok, granny, GTF out of the way.

As soon I made it through the booths, I swung the G8 to the right so I could punch it past. Just when I'm ready to mash the pedal, I hear the dulcet tones of "angry bumblebee" coming from the V-dub's fart can.

Music, my friends. Sweet Music.

The song didn't last too long. I punched it, had him reeled in by halfway through the ramp, and cleared the end of the ramp with his HIDs in my rear view @ 95. No idea how fast he'd gotten to.

It was a bit one-sided, but fun nonetheless. I need a camera. :-)

staticx57

Nice kill. If you ask me those are some of the ugliest looking cars.

88blackiroc

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Granny seems to like her fart cannon!

guppymech

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dulcet? Ed.

1981TA

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yup...

dul·cet/ˈdəlsit/
Adjective: (esp. of sound) Sweet and soothing (often used ironically): "record the dulcet tones of your family and friends"

...and in this case, I was laying the irony on a bit.

guppymech

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Just havin' fun with the guy who's always named Ed.