We were driving home (wife's new WRX 2013) from Cub Scouts the other night (wife driving and 8 year old son in the back and me in the passenger seat).
At a red light a car pulls up along side and revs the engine. I think it was an Acura, bling rims, and a fart can. He keeps reving the engine to want to race. They couldn't see through the tint and it was night, to realize it was my wife and son in the car.
My wife rolls down the window and yells; "Seriously, I am old enough to be your mom!"
I start laughing.
The light turns green and she floors WOT and blows them away - I don't think they were ready for that and neither was I.... I kept saying "Oh Sh#t!" and my son keep saying - "Dad, stop saying bad words!"
I couldn't help but laugh as I looked over at my wife who had a determined look on her face.
She looked at me and said "WHAT?"
I said nothing .....
She said, "You can't drive this car slow!"
Ha ha ha ha