Well, it finally happened. I drew the attention of a Ricer. Considering the cars I drive, it was only a matter of time, but it took longer than I thought it would.
I was driving down Sawmill on my way home from lunch in my rally car. There's a race this weekend, so I have it out and about while I get it ready. I pass a slammed white civic hatch in need of some body work, riding on 4 steelies and speaking through a fartcan. I don't think much of it and roll past. I suddenly hear someone shout and the civic speeds up to pace me. I look over and a kid with a shaved head in a dirty wifebeater starts yelling at me.
The Guy: "I eat Subarus for lunch!"
Me: "Wow, you must have bad indigestion!"
TG: "I think Subarus Suck!"
Me: "Well, it's good you feel that way!"
At that point, traffic splits us up and I head for the highway. He shouts something else that I forget and I just twirled my finger in the air. I kind of wished we had been stuck at a light. I'm curious what he was trying to accomplish. I mean, he stated his dislike for Subarus, which is fine and I recognized that fact. But really, other than convincing me that he was mentally deficient, I can't see any other reason for getting my attention.
One thing that really gets me was that he was the passenger! He didn't even have his car with him if he was trying to get a race.... in the afternoon.... on sawmill.... And what's even worse is that if he did defy common sense to that extent, he surely would have tried to get us into a drag race and the word "Rally" is on the back of my car THREE times! (SCCA RallyCross, Rally or Die, and Eat, Sleep, Rally) Why the hell would I drag-race in that car?
So if anyone knows this kid, please ask him what he was trying to do, because I'm really confused.