I'm northbound on the Burrard street bridge yesterday aft/eve when a previous-model 7-series comes blazing up. He pulls into the left lane and slows down.
I glance over. He has mags and suspension; his rear wheels were actually really wide.
I look up at the guy. He's in his 20's. He's looking at me, stabbing his accelerator and trying to nudge me on.
I go,

.
He actually shrugs his shoulders and fades off.
I wonder if he
A. Had any idea
B. Wanted just to find out
C. Had a little Blue Bottle for me or something
Oh well...

Alps