So there we were, just been at Tony's(Mmmm5) dads place as they were fitting new brakes. A Farrellesque type job by the way.
On my way home via John Lennon Airport., I'm at the lights, left lane of two going straight ahaead, roadwork signs indicate that we're down to single lane after the lights, abut 700m away. Caught a glimpse of a shiny black car next to me.......Evi VII or VIII.....who knows!!!!
Lights go green, neither of us really nailing it, but becomes apparent after 50m that we both want the lane! It's on!
The old girl sees redline in first, I look over , the three young scallies look a bit shocked, redline in second , and they are in my mirror! Very exciting!
The cones are coming up quick, he could still try to do me on the brakes. But I love the 4 pots with DS2500s......very happy to chance it. He backs of as I'm approching redline in 3rd.......Job done!
The roundabout snakes to the slip road, but theres workers and other cars around now, no racing here. Give a thumbs up.
When it opens up to two lanes I immediately pull into the left lane and roll down the passenger window. As he pulls along side i hear in a thick scouse accent...'that's a f***ing quick car mate!', too right 'M5' I say!
It feels good to educate the youth of today!