Sitting at the traffic light yesterday, behind a very old looking Trooper, top down in the sunshine. Light turns green and the Trooper floors it, the female passenger hangs out the window shouting something and making some gesture with her arm to us. Looks like I lost a race without knowing I was in one. My wife said that before the light turned green the girl shouted something to us but she couldn’t make it out.
Just what is it with these people who see the Cooper and want to race it? I’ve no interest in racing the car on downtown streets, or really ever for that matter. And against a battered old Trooper? Why do all these stupid rednecks in their SUVs and pickups want to take me on? I just let them go, catch them up at the next red light.
I do have to say, however, that the Trooper pulled away very impressively, not sure I could have kept up with it had I wanted to!