1969CoronetR/T
Well-Known Member
It was a nice weather weekend in Pittsburgh (about 60 degrees) so I took my R/T put to my brothers' kids birthday party. My wife and one daughter are gluten free so she asked if I could stop at Chipotle and get them lunch on my way up to the party. I parked in the lot and walked in the restaurant. As I was in line I noticed a guy getting out of his Porsche and looking at the driver side of his car. He parked directly behind me across the lot so our back bumpers were towards each other. He then gets back in his nice shiny black Porsche (911 model, maybe a five years old) and moves it about three inches to the left so that his drivers side wheel is on the line and slightly over it of the spot next to him, which happens to be a handicapped spot. He gets out again and looks at his tires to see if he can move over more and encroach on the handicap spot. As he is studying his parking position and if he is free from the dreaded door ding I walk out with my wife's food. I go to my R/T and decide to play with his OCD. I put my R/T in reverse and instead of cutting it to the right to back out of my spot, I decided to go straight back and get a few inches away from his back bumper with my back bumper. I get about a foot away and he starts screaming 'ho, what the F---, man, ho!' He said a few other words that I really could not hear over my exhaust as I pretended not to notice and laughed. Off I go and received my 'Dick of the Day' ribbon...