GeeUK
20-01-2006, 21:25
Nothing to do with me, taken from www.imoc.co.uk
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Just glancing through this section when I remembered a little tale, in fact my first tale of triumph in my '2...
Only had the car for about a month when myself and the girlfriend decided to go for a weekend away. went on the new-ish! M6 toll.
A Williams Clio was approaching me as I was overtaking, at 70. A toll was ahead and I noticed the 'very handsome young man', clearly making a comment about the silly red car in front, to his 'blonde bird'.
As I pulled over, after overtaking, the road widened somewhat to allow to the tolls. I was very scared, as I could hear his tremendouly powerful car throbbing as he depressed the accelerator in the toll next to me. My girlfriend was laughing and politely asked her to hold onto the brace handle on the window pillar...(now at this point, having only had the car a month, knowing it wasn't at its best - it desperately needed a full service - plus not wanting to thrash a new car - having just come from a 1.6 fiesta Si - I wasn't very sure what to expect!)....the young gun blasted out of the tolls, myself in 1st gear, I looked over to see his 'bird' looking back, smug smile on her face, as her young stallion, sitting on a 'chav tilt' (one hand on the steering wheel, other on the gearstick), gunned his beast. My stomach turning. I noticed he had kindly placed the shopping list of what magical items adorned his car to make it more appealing to the 'birds' and noisier for the neighbourhood. before I allowed the turbo to spool, i changed to 2nd gear, still level pegging, still glancing over the the stud and his 'bird'. I had time to appreciate the weave in his burberry jumper, before he glanced over at me, his face all lit up, it was that point that I knew what was coming. I could feel a small whining in my ears that got gradually louder and louder, the butterflies in my stomach had now turned to ballbearings, hitting my insides. It had begun. The boost was increasing all the time. Now at full boost. Glancing over again, the smile had now gone form both their faces. As I moved up through the gears, the car pulled away until the motorway lanes were back in place and he was behind me. I let out a cry of joy. It was the first time I'd ever done anything like that.
After about a mile or so, at 70mph, the clio began to overtake. I felt a million dollars. He slowly overtook. Waiting for a barrage of hand signals, I prepared my girlfriend not to react. As the Clio passed, both occupants looked over and smiled. The lad gave me a thumbs up and smiled. I waved over and we both carried on our journeys.
My first ever experience of such a thing. Loved it.
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Just glancing through this section when I remembered a little tale, in fact my first tale of triumph in my '2...
Only had the car for about a month when myself and the girlfriend decided to go for a weekend away. went on the new-ish! M6 toll.
A Williams Clio was approaching me as I was overtaking, at 70. A toll was ahead and I noticed the 'very handsome young man', clearly making a comment about the silly red car in front, to his 'blonde bird'.
As I pulled over, after overtaking, the road widened somewhat to allow to the tolls. I was very scared, as I could hear his tremendouly powerful car throbbing as he depressed the accelerator in the toll next to me. My girlfriend was laughing and politely asked her to hold onto the brace handle on the window pillar...(now at this point, having only had the car a month, knowing it wasn't at its best - it desperately needed a full service - plus not wanting to thrash a new car - having just come from a 1.6 fiesta Si - I wasn't very sure what to expect!)....the young gun blasted out of the tolls, myself in 1st gear, I looked over to see his 'bird' looking back, smug smile on her face, as her young stallion, sitting on a 'chav tilt' (one hand on the steering wheel, other on the gearstick), gunned his beast. My stomach turning. I noticed he had kindly placed the shopping list of what magical items adorned his car to make it more appealing to the 'birds' and noisier for the neighbourhood. before I allowed the turbo to spool, i changed to 2nd gear, still level pegging, still glancing over the the stud and his 'bird'. I had time to appreciate the weave in his burberry jumper, before he glanced over at me, his face all lit up, it was that point that I knew what was coming. I could feel a small whining in my ears that got gradually louder and louder, the butterflies in my stomach had now turned to ballbearings, hitting my insides. It had begun. The boost was increasing all the time. Now at full boost. Glancing over again, the smile had now gone form both their faces. As I moved up through the gears, the car pulled away until the motorway lanes were back in place and he was behind me. I let out a cry of joy. It was the first time I'd ever done anything like that.
After about a mile or so, at 70mph, the clio began to overtake. I felt a million dollars. He slowly overtook. Waiting for a barrage of hand signals, I prepared my girlfriend not to react. As the Clio passed, both occupants looked over and smiled. The lad gave me a thumbs up and smiled. I waved over and we both carried on our journeys.
My first ever experience of such a thing. Loved it.