Im driving down 287 (for all you NJ people), and at about exit 9, a guy on a motorcycle flys by me in the left lane, and then I see him stick on his brakes after he passes me, he drops back, along side of me, looking at my car (I can only assume by his helmet turning), then he drops behind me, and speeds up along side me on the right, and drops behind me again. At this point I wasn't to sure what he was up to. My exit is 7, so I move over to the right lane, and he follows me. At the end of the exit ramp is 2 lanes, and a stoplight. The lights red and I stop in the left lane, and he pulls up right alone side of me between lanes, and he motions to roll the window down, so I did, semi-reluctantly. He goes "s*** man, thats a nice car! What is it?" at that point, my face must have been glowing with a big ass smile, and I told him what it was, and he continued to say when he went by it, he had to wait and get another look. None the less, he went out of his way to tell me how nice it was, because this wasn't his exit and he proceeded to get back on to 287. At this point, all of 2 days and 350 miles old, I pronounced my love for my MSP... i <3 my MSP (and so does everyone else)
Just wanted to share what made my day
Just wanted to share what made my day
