Originally Posted by nreno88
so the other night i come up to a light and a saab pulles up next to me and starts to rev its engine. mind you i drive an 88 toyota pick up with a 3liter motor. and im like whatever im bored why not? so the light turns green and i floor it and in my truck sitting on 31 in tires beat this what i think to be a saab 9.3 ha what a pile
This story of yours is the ultimate cliche.
You're at a light next to some asshole in a car, he's reving his engine, thus he must want to race. Despite giving any other details: date, time, weather, and or traffic conditions, you continue with the altogether too familiar story. What happends next? Another blank spot, where crucial details should be and then a leap to the finish: You winning, even though you think you should have lost because it was a saab (you heard they were sports cars...from who?) and you're in a truck with 31's.
If your swiss cheese story wasn't enough, it doesn't even sound like you know for sure it was a Saab. But hell, let's just assume it was a saab '9.3' (nine point three? I don't know that one) that you beat. Here's your brilliant conclusion: all saabs must suck cause i think i might have raced one and i'm pretty sure i beat it even though i'm in a truck, it's so old and it's on 31 tires lmao!1 sabb = pile!
The most plausible explanation I can think of, is that the driver in the Saab wasn't really racing. That's usually the case with these well told stories.