So I'm in sitting on my scooter, stopped at a traffic light. Up alongside my left, pulls the most ridiculous looking Honda. Hatchback, rear spoiler, low suspension, gaudy paint job, the works. Mr. Jackass, sitting in the driver's seat, proceeds to rev the engine. In the passenger seat sat Ms. Airhead (who I assumed to be Mr. Jackass' girlfriend). Ms. Airhead rolls down her window, leans out, and makes some sort of loud, incoherent "woo" sound.

Light turns green.

Mr. Jackass gives it the gas. Sound of screeching tires. Honda makes funny lurching movement forward about 30 feet... then stops. Mr. Jackass apparently doesn't quite know how to drive stick.

I calmly drive by to the next light.

Waiting at the next light, they again pull up alongside me. Mr. Jackass doesn't rev his engine. Ms. Airhead has rolled up her window. I rev MY engine... then turn right.