I got rev'd up by a Lexus
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11/14/12, 07:26 AM
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I had a guy in a '99 - '04 GT rev me at a light. I laughed and let him go. My wife's comment: "What a douche!",
BTW, if anyone remembers the YouTube video of the two silver Corvettes that crashed while street racing, the above occurred within a mile or so of where that happened, I'm not stupid enough to follow in their footsteps.
BTW, if anyone remembers the YouTube video of the two silver Corvettes that crashed while street racing, the above occurred within a mile or so of where that happened, I'm not stupid enough to follow in their footsteps.
11/14/12, 08:10 AM
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most recently i was caught at a light with a Scion of some sort with ground effects and all. Pulled up next to me and i looked over just to look and the guy had the look on his face of " im gonna take you" what he failed to notice was the cop coming up behind us, and i did. He gunned it, i didn't move at all. Cop pulls him over right away and i drive rather slowly by him and give him a thumbs up.
Over the summer also had Ferrari 458 Spyder taunting me. And every chance i got i just shook my head... really? your car is on a different level than mine... why even try?
Over the summer also had Ferrari 458 Spyder taunting me. And every chance i got i just shook my head... really? your car is on a different level than mine... why even try?
11/14/12, 08:35 AM
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Heck my cars get revved in parking lots. I found the best way to **** off someone who is showing off is to intentionally look the other way as they rev you.
Ricer did that to me at Kroger yesterday as I walked to my car. I stopped and turned the other way...then the idiot circled back and tried to do it again. He got my back again...then peeled out down the highway.
Ricer did that to me at Kroger yesterday as I walked to my car. I stopped and turned the other way...then the idiot circled back and tried to do it again. He got my back again...then peeled out down the highway.
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Idk... I had a new 5.0 rev at me. At that point, i wish i had a sign that said "don't be stupid, see you at the track if you want." I just shook my head, and went on my way. It was probably his father's car.
11/14/12, 03:53 PM
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Funny story that happened to me yesterday...I was walking out to the parking garage where my car is located and overheard a guy talking to three or four other guys about this car he had just bought. I hear Camaro, awesome, power better than any Mustang on the lot...at which point I become interested. So I walk over and listen to him, and he goes on about this brand new Camaro SS he just bought and modded, how it puts out over 500 rwhp, how it's so much more powerful than a Mustang 5.0, how there isn't a single car on the lot that can touch it on the dyno. Through the course of the conversation, I find out his parents bought him the car, which is what I had assumed since he's clearly just out of high school. One of the guys standing there says, "There are over 1000 cars on the campus (university)." A valid point, and I thought it would shut his mouth but it only encouraged him. His response: "Man, seriously, you find a single, solitary car that belongs to someone here (meaning a student/professor/employee, I later clarified) that's faster than mine, I'll buy them a tank of gas and a case of their favorite beer."
In what I can only describe as my one moment of cinematic genius, I walk over and tell him, "I'll be your Huckleberry."
He said, "What, you wanna race me?" I said, "No. I want to see if my car is more powerful than yours. Let's go to the shop that you had your car dyno'd and I'll bring mine along and we can run the cars there to see who has the higher numbers. That way no one gets arrested and no one gets killed." I even offered to pay for a run of his car if he couldn't. Turned out he was burning a hole through daddy's credit card and didn't mind using it to pay for another dyno, so he gave the the address. His one condition was that it had to be a car on the lot, not in my garage. I said that's fine, one of your friends can ride over there with me. He said that was fine. His car was in the back lot and he didn't know mine was in the parking garage right next to us. His friend of course was telling me there's no way I'm going to out-power his car, it's over 100 hp higher than a stock SS, lots of mods, etc. I tell his friend to send this guy a text asking if I can produce a stock car that's more powerful than his, will he up the amount to two cases of beer? The guy says "oh heck yeah. Psh. There's NOTHING that will touch that car stock except a ZL1. Wait, you don't have a ZL1, do you?" I chuckle and say, "No, no ZL1.
" He sends the text, and of course the reply comes back, "F*** yeah I'll take that guy's beer money!" At this point we have arrived on the 3rd floor of the garage, one below the roof level (I never park on the roof), and I start walking down the ramp to the far end, where there are usually several spaces open next to each other. He sees my car, and says, "Is that your Mustang? Dude, no way you're going to...wait, whaaaaaaaaaaaaaat????? Holy S***, you have a SHELBY?!?!? Dude, that's YOUR CAR?!?!? Holy S*** man, your car's an urban legend!!!! People all over campus have been saying they've seen a Black and Red '13 Shelby on campus, but no one ever knows where to find it!!! Holy S***, Doug (the guy who was bragging about his SS) is going to S*** himself!!" I told him not to tell Doug about it, to let him find out when I drive up to the shop, because I want to see his face when he finds out. I tell him I have no intention of making him buy gas or beer for me, I just want to teach him a lesson in humility and tact. He said, "Man, Doug's gonna be PISSED," but he was grinning when he said it, clearly anticipating the same thing I was--a crestfallen Doug who realizes he's been had. We get in the car, and I do some spirited driving, he likes it, etc., then we pull into the parking lot of this shop. He's around back, because I can see his car through the shop and he's got his back to me. I drive around to the side of the shop and rev my engine to 5000 rpm quickly, then let rumble out, coasting around the turn. The look on the guy's face was PRICELESS. If I wasn't driving, I'd have taken a picture with my phone. It was the classic "Oh, S***, I just got punked" look. I'm proud of my car, excessively so in some cases, but that experience was easily the biggest kick I've gotten out of owning this car to date, outside of the kick I get every time I accelerate hard of course. I broke the news that I wasn't going to make him pay up, just wanted him to realize that there's *always* a more powerful car around the corner, and to be happy with what he has, or to get something that will make him happy, not judge his car based against anyone else's. He was appreciative, and glad I wasn't an *** about it too; I didn't see the need, especially considering the hit his ego took when he saw--and heard--my car at the shop. Needless to say, we didn't even run the cars on the dyno.
But honestly, I don't think I'll ever have the perfect timing and response like I did when I told the guy, "I'll be you're Huckleberry." LOL...that still makes me cackle.
In what I can only describe as my one moment of cinematic genius, I walk over and tell him, "I'll be your Huckleberry."
He said, "What, you wanna race me?" I said, "No. I want to see if my car is more powerful than yours. Let's go to the shop that you had your car dyno'd and I'll bring mine along and we can run the cars there to see who has the higher numbers. That way no one gets arrested and no one gets killed." I even offered to pay for a run of his car if he couldn't. Turned out he was burning a hole through daddy's credit card and didn't mind using it to pay for another dyno, so he gave the the address. His one condition was that it had to be a car on the lot, not in my garage. I said that's fine, one of your friends can ride over there with me. He said that was fine. His car was in the back lot and he didn't know mine was in the parking garage right next to us. His friend of course was telling me there's no way I'm going to out-power his car, it's over 100 hp higher than a stock SS, lots of mods, etc. I tell his friend to send this guy a text asking if I can produce a stock car that's more powerful than his, will he up the amount to two cases of beer? The guy says "oh heck yeah. Psh. There's NOTHING that will touch that car stock except a ZL1. Wait, you don't have a ZL1, do you?" I chuckle and say, "No, no ZL1.
" He sends the text, and of course the reply comes back, "F*** yeah I'll take that guy's beer money!" At this point we have arrived on the 3rd floor of the garage, one below the roof level (I never park on the roof), and I start walking down the ramp to the far end, where there are usually several spaces open next to each other. He sees my car, and says, "Is that your Mustang? Dude, no way you're going to...wait, whaaaaaaaaaaaaaat????? Holy S***, you have a SHELBY?!?!? Dude, that's YOUR CAR?!?!? Holy S*** man, your car's an urban legend!!!! People all over campus have been saying they've seen a Black and Red '13 Shelby on campus, but no one ever knows where to find it!!! Holy S***, Doug (the guy who was bragging about his SS) is going to S*** himself!!" I told him not to tell Doug about it, to let him find out when I drive up to the shop, because I want to see his face when he finds out. I tell him I have no intention of making him buy gas or beer for me, I just want to teach him a lesson in humility and tact. He said, "Man, Doug's gonna be PISSED," but he was grinning when he said it, clearly anticipating the same thing I was--a crestfallen Doug who realizes he's been had. We get in the car, and I do some spirited driving, he likes it, etc., then we pull into the parking lot of this shop. He's around back, because I can see his car through the shop and he's got his back to me. I drive around to the side of the shop and rev my engine to 5000 rpm quickly, then let rumble out, coasting around the turn. The look on the guy's face was PRICELESS. If I wasn't driving, I'd have taken a picture with my phone. It was the classic "Oh, S***, I just got punked" look. I'm proud of my car, excessively so in some cases, but that experience was easily the biggest kick I've gotten out of owning this car to date, outside of the kick I get every time I accelerate hard of course. I broke the news that I wasn't going to make him pay up, just wanted him to realize that there's *always* a more powerful car around the corner, and to be happy with what he has, or to get something that will make him happy, not judge his car based against anyone else's. He was appreciative, and glad I wasn't an *** about it too; I didn't see the need, especially considering the hit his ego took when he saw--and heard--my car at the shop. Needless to say, we didn't even run the cars on the dyno. But honestly, I don't think I'll ever have the perfect timing and response like I did when I told the guy, "I'll be you're Huckleberry." LOL...that still makes me cackle.
11/14/12, 04:20 PM
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Funny story that happened to me yesterday...I was walking out to the parking garage where my car is located and overheard a guy talking to three or four other guys about this car he had just bought. I hear Camaro, awesome, power better than any Mustang on the lot...at which point I become interested. So I walk over and listen to him, and he goes on about this brand new Camaro SS he just bought and modded, how it puts out over 500 rwhp, how it's so much more powerful than a Mustang 5.0, how there isn't a single car on the lot that can touch it on the dyno. Through the course of the conversation, I find out his parents bought him the car, which is what I had assumed since he's clearly just out of high school. One of the guys standing there says, "There are over 1000 cars on the campus (university)." A valid point, and I thought it would shut his mouth but it only encouraged him. His response: "Man, seriously, you find a single, solitary car that belongs to someone here (meaning a student/professor/employee, I later clarified) that's faster than mine, I'll buy them a tank of gas and a case of their favorite beer."
In what I can only describe as my one moment of cinematic genius, I walk over and tell him, "I'll be your Huckleberry."
He said, "What, you wanna race me?" I said, "No. I want to see if my car is more powerful than yours. Let's go to the shop that you had your car dyno'd and I'll bring mine along and we can run the cars there to see who has the higher numbers. That way no one gets arrested and no one gets killed." I even offered to pay for a run of his car if he couldn't. Turned out he was burning a hole through daddy's credit card and didn't mind using it to pay for another dyno, so he gave the the address. His one condition was that it had to be a car on the lot, not in my garage. I said that's fine, one of your friends can ride over there with me. He said that was fine. His car was in the back lot and he didn't know mine was in the parking garage right next to us. His friend of course was telling me there's no way I'm going to out-power his car, it's over 100 hp higher than a stock SS, lots of mods, etc. I tell his friend to send this guy a text asking if I can produce a stock car that's more powerful than his, will he up the amount to two cases of beer? The guy says "oh heck yeah. Psh. There's NOTHING that will touch that car stock except a ZL1. Wait, you don't have a ZL1, do you?" I chuckle and say, "No, no ZL1." He sends the text, and of course the reply comes back, "F*** yeah I'll take that guy's beer money!" At this point we have arrived on the 3rd floor of the garage, one below the roof level (I never park on the roof), and I start walking down the ramp to the far end, where there are usually several spaces open next to each other. He sees my car, and says, "Is that your Mustang? Dude, no way you're going to...wait, whaaaaaaaaaaaaaat????? Holy S***, you have a SHELBY?!?!? Dude, that's YOUR CAR?!?!? Holy S*** man, your car's an urban legend!!!! People all over campus have been saying they've seen a Black and Red '13 Shelby on campus, but no one ever knows where to find it!!! Holy S***, Doug (the guy who was bragging about his SS) is going to S*** himself!!" I told him not to tell Doug about it, to let him find out when I drive up to the shop, because I want to see his face when he finds out. I tell him I have no intention of making him buy gas or beer for me, I just want to teach him a lesson in humility and tact. He said, "Man, Doug's gonna be PISSED," but he was grinning when he said it, clearly anticipating the same thing I was--a crestfallen Doug who realizes he's been had. We get in the car, and I do some spirited driving, he likes it, etc., then we pull into the parking lot of this shop. He's around back, because I can see his car through the shop and he's got his back to me. I drive around to the side of the shop and rev my engine to 5000 rpm quickly, then let rumble out, coasting around the turn. The look on the guy's face was PRICELESS. If I wasn't driving, I'd have taken a picture with my phone. It was the classic "Oh, S***, I just got punked" look. I'm proud of my car, excessively so in some cases, but that experience was easily the biggest kick I've gotten out of owning this car to date, outside of the kick I get every time I accelerate hard of course. I broke the news that I wasn't going to make him pay up, just wanted him to realize that there's *always* a more powerful car around the corner, and to be happy with what he has, or to get something that will make him happy, not judge his car based against anyone else's. He was appreciative, and glad I wasn't an *** about it too; I didn't see the need, especially considering the hit his ego took when he saw--and heard--my car at the shop. Needless to say, we didn't even run the cars on the dyno.
But honestly, I don't think I'll ever have the perfect timing and response like I did when I told the guy, "I'll be you're Huckleberry." LOL...that still makes me cackle.
In what I can only describe as my one moment of cinematic genius, I walk over and tell him, "I'll be your Huckleberry."
He said, "What, you wanna race me?" I said, "No. I want to see if my car is more powerful than yours. Let's go to the shop that you had your car dyno'd and I'll bring mine along and we can run the cars there to see who has the higher numbers. That way no one gets arrested and no one gets killed." I even offered to pay for a run of his car if he couldn't. Turned out he was burning a hole through daddy's credit card and didn't mind using it to pay for another dyno, so he gave the the address. His one condition was that it had to be a car on the lot, not in my garage. I said that's fine, one of your friends can ride over there with me. He said that was fine. His car was in the back lot and he didn't know mine was in the parking garage right next to us. His friend of course was telling me there's no way I'm going to out-power his car, it's over 100 hp higher than a stock SS, lots of mods, etc. I tell his friend to send this guy a text asking if I can produce a stock car that's more powerful than his, will he up the amount to two cases of beer? The guy says "oh heck yeah. Psh. There's NOTHING that will touch that car stock except a ZL1. Wait, you don't have a ZL1, do you?" I chuckle and say, "No, no ZL1.
" He sends the text, and of course the reply comes back, "F*** yeah I'll take that guy's beer money!" At this point we have arrived on the 3rd floor of the garage, one below the roof level (I never park on the roof), and I start walking down the ramp to the far end, where there are usually several spaces open next to each other. He sees my car, and says, "Is that your Mustang? Dude, no way you're going to...wait, whaaaaaaaaaaaaaat????? Holy S***, you have a SHELBY?!?!? Dude, that's YOUR CAR?!?!? Holy S*** man, your car's an urban legend!!!! People all over campus have been saying they've seen a Black and Red '13 Shelby on campus, but no one ever knows where to find it!!! Holy S***, Doug (the guy who was bragging about his SS) is going to S*** himself!!" I told him not to tell Doug about it, to let him find out when I drive up to the shop, because I want to see his face when he finds out. I tell him I have no intention of making him buy gas or beer for me, I just want to teach him a lesson in humility and tact. He said, "Man, Doug's gonna be PISSED," but he was grinning when he said it, clearly anticipating the same thing I was--a crestfallen Doug who realizes he's been had. We get in the car, and I do some spirited driving, he likes it, etc., then we pull into the parking lot of this shop. He's around back, because I can see his car through the shop and he's got his back to me. I drive around to the side of the shop and rev my engine to 5000 rpm quickly, then let rumble out, coasting around the turn. The look on the guy's face was PRICELESS. If I wasn't driving, I'd have taken a picture with my phone. It was the classic "Oh, S***, I just got punked" look. I'm proud of my car, excessively so in some cases, but that experience was easily the biggest kick I've gotten out of owning this car to date, outside of the kick I get every time I accelerate hard of course. I broke the news that I wasn't going to make him pay up, just wanted him to realize that there's *always* a more powerful car around the corner, and to be happy with what he has, or to get something that will make him happy, not judge his car based against anyone else's. He was appreciative, and glad I wasn't an *** about it too; I didn't see the need, especially considering the hit his ego took when he saw--and heard--my car at the shop. Needless to say, we didn't even run the cars on the dyno. But honestly, I don't think I'll ever have the perfect timing and response like I did when I told the guy, "I'll be you're Huckleberry." LOL...that still makes me cackle.
I'm glad I didn't go the TL: DR route lol
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Originally Posted by kcoTiger
Funny story that happened to me yesterday...I was walking out to the parking garage where my car is located and overheard a guy talking to three or four other guys about this car he had just bought. I hear Camaro, awesome, power better than any Mustang on the lot...at which point I become interested. So I walk over and listen to him, and he goes on about this brand new Camaro SS he just bought and modded, how it puts out over 500 rwhp, how it's so much more powerful than a Mustang 5.0, how there isn't a single car on the lot that can touch it on the dyno. Through the course of the conversation, I find out his parents bought him the car, which is what I had assumed since he's clearly just out of high school. One of the guys standing there says, "There are over 1000 cars on the campus (university)." A valid point, and I thought it would shut his mouth but it only encouraged him. His response: "Man, seriously, you find a single, solitary car that belongs to someone here (meaning a student/professor/employee, I later clarified) that's faster than mine, I'll buy them a tank of gas and a case of their favorite beer."
In what I can only describe as my one moment of cinematic genius, I walk over and tell him, "I'll be your Huckleberry."
He said, "What, you wanna race me?" I said, "No. I want to see if my car is more powerful than yours. Let's go to the shop that you had your car dyno'd and I'll bring mine along and we can run the cars there to see who has the higher numbers. That way no one gets arrested and no one gets killed." I even offered to pay for a run of his car if he couldn't. Turned out he was burning a hole through daddy's credit card and didn't mind using it to pay for another dyno, so he gave the the address. His one condition was that it had to be a car on the lot, not in my garage. I said that's fine, one of your friends can ride over there with me. He said that was fine. His car was in the back lot and he didn't know mine was in the parking garage right next to us. His friend of course was telling me there's no way I'm going to out-power his car, it's over 100 hp higher than a stock SS, lots of mods, etc. I tell his friend to send this guy a text asking if I can produce a stock car that's more powerful than his, will he up the amount to two cases of beer? The guy says "oh heck yeah. Psh. There's NOTHING that will touch that car stock except a ZL1. Wait, you don't have a ZL1, do you?" I chuckle and say, "No, no ZL1." He sends the text, and of course the reply comes back, "F*** yeah I'll take that guy's beer money!" At this point we have arrived on the 3rd floor of the garage, one below the roof level (I never park on the roof), and I start walking down the ramp to the far end, where there are usually several spaces open next to each other. He sees my car, and says, "Is that your Mustang? Dude, no way you're going to...wait, whaaaaaaaaaaaaaat????? Holy S***, you have a SHELBY?!?!? Dude, that's YOUR CAR?!?!? Holy S*** man, your car's an urban legend!!!! People all over campus have been saying they've seen a Black and Red '13 Shelby on campus, but no one ever knows where to find it!!! Holy S***, Doug (the guy who was bragging about his SS) is going to S*** himself!!" I told him not to tell Doug about it, to let him find out when I drive up to the shop, because I want to see his face when he finds out. I tell him I have no intention of making him buy gas or beer for me, I just want to teach him a lesson in humility and tact. He said, "Man, Doug's gonna be PISSED," but he was grinning when he said it, clearly anticipating the same thing I was--a crestfallen Doug who realizes he's been had. We get in the car, and I do some spirited driving, he likes it, etc., then we pull into the parking lot of this shop. He's around back, because I can see his car through the shop and he's got his back to me. I drive around to the side of the shop and rev my engine to 5000 rpm quickly, then let rumble out, coasting around the turn. The look on the guy's face was PRICELESS. If I wasn't driving, I'd have taken a picture with my phone. It was the classic "Oh, S***, I just got punked" look. I'm proud of my car, excessively so in some cases, but that experience was easily the biggest kick I've gotten out of owning this car to date, outside of the kick I get every time I accelerate hard of course. I broke the news that I wasn't going to make him pay up, just wanted him to realize that there's *always* a more powerful car around the corner, and to be happy with what he has, or to get something that will make him happy, not judge his car based against anyone else's. He was appreciative, and glad I wasn't an *** about it too; I didn't see the need, especially considering the hit his ego took when he saw--and heard--my car at the shop. Needless to say, we didn't even run the cars on the dyno.
But honestly, I don't think I'll ever have the perfect timing and response like I did when I told the guy, "I'll be you're Huckleberry." LOL...that still makes me cackle.
In what I can only describe as my one moment of cinematic genius, I walk over and tell him, "I'll be your Huckleberry."
He said, "What, you wanna race me?" I said, "No. I want to see if my car is more powerful than yours. Let's go to the shop that you had your car dyno'd and I'll bring mine along and we can run the cars there to see who has the higher numbers. That way no one gets arrested and no one gets killed." I even offered to pay for a run of his car if he couldn't. Turned out he was burning a hole through daddy's credit card and didn't mind using it to pay for another dyno, so he gave the the address. His one condition was that it had to be a car on the lot, not in my garage. I said that's fine, one of your friends can ride over there with me. He said that was fine. His car was in the back lot and he didn't know mine was in the parking garage right next to us. His friend of course was telling me there's no way I'm going to out-power his car, it's over 100 hp higher than a stock SS, lots of mods, etc. I tell his friend to send this guy a text asking if I can produce a stock car that's more powerful than his, will he up the amount to two cases of beer? The guy says "oh heck yeah. Psh. There's NOTHING that will touch that car stock except a ZL1. Wait, you don't have a ZL1, do you?" I chuckle and say, "No, no ZL1.
" He sends the text, and of course the reply comes back, "F*** yeah I'll take that guy's beer money!" At this point we have arrived on the 3rd floor of the garage, one below the roof level (I never park on the roof), and I start walking down the ramp to the far end, where there are usually several spaces open next to each other. He sees my car, and says, "Is that your Mustang? Dude, no way you're going to...wait, whaaaaaaaaaaaaaat????? Holy S***, you have a SHELBY?!?!? Dude, that's YOUR CAR?!?!? Holy S*** man, your car's an urban legend!!!! People all over campus have been saying they've seen a Black and Red '13 Shelby on campus, but no one ever knows where to find it!!! Holy S***, Doug (the guy who was bragging about his SS) is going to S*** himself!!" I told him not to tell Doug about it, to let him find out when I drive up to the shop, because I want to see his face when he finds out. I tell him I have no intention of making him buy gas or beer for me, I just want to teach him a lesson in humility and tact. He said, "Man, Doug's gonna be PISSED," but he was grinning when he said it, clearly anticipating the same thing I was--a crestfallen Doug who realizes he's been had. We get in the car, and I do some spirited driving, he likes it, etc., then we pull into the parking lot of this shop. He's around back, because I can see his car through the shop and he's got his back to me. I drive around to the side of the shop and rev my engine to 5000 rpm quickly, then let rumble out, coasting around the turn. The look on the guy's face was PRICELESS. If I wasn't driving, I'd have taken a picture with my phone. It was the classic "Oh, S***, I just got punked" look. I'm proud of my car, excessively so in some cases, but that experience was easily the biggest kick I've gotten out of owning this car to date, outside of the kick I get every time I accelerate hard of course. I broke the news that I wasn't going to make him pay up, just wanted him to realize that there's *always* a more powerful car around the corner, and to be happy with what he has, or to get something that will make him happy, not judge his car based against anyone else's. He was appreciative, and glad I wasn't an *** about it too; I didn't see the need, especially considering the hit his ego took when he saw--and heard--my car at the shop. Needless to say, we didn't even run the cars on the dyno.But honestly, I don't think I'll ever have the perfect timing and response like I did when I told the guy, "I'll be you're Huckleberry." LOL...that still makes me cackle.
11/14/12, 09:05 PM
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Heck for what I pay in child support, I could be driving a Shelby on each foot. That's a lesson they don't teach you in college.
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11/14/12, 11:34 PM
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I'm 38, have a career and I'm going to grad school now to earn a master's and later a doctoral degree in my field. I make six figures and I have absolutely zero debt. My house is paid for, the Shelby was paid for with cash and I have more than enough in my retirement fund that, if I so choose, I can retire in 20 years. All of this is possible because my wife works as well and we don't have children--not because we don't want them but because she can't have them. The grad degrees will allow me to advance in my field as well as diversify--I'm a fluid dynamics engineer but I am also the lead software engineer for my firm, which is heavily contracted by the DoD. Trust me, I am absolutely the exception to every other college student.
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Originally Posted by kcoTiger
I'm 38, have a career and I'm going to grad school now to earn a master's and later a doctoral degree in my field. I make six figures and I have absolutely zero debt. My house is paid for, the Shelby was paid for with cash and I have more than enough in my retirement fund that, if I so choose, I can retire in 20 years. All of this is possible because my wife works as well and we don't have children--not because we don't want them but because she can't have them. The grad degrees will allow me to advance in my field as well as diversify--I'm a fluid dynamics engineer but I am also the lead software engineer for my firm, which is heavily contracted by the DoD. Trust me, I am absolutely the exception to every other college student.
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11/15/12, 12:16 AM
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We've considered adopting, but we were never committed to it enough when we were younger, and now that I'm 38, if I were to adopt a child, I'd be in my late 50's by the time they graduated high school. It's not a terrible thing, but it's peculiar and it's also a lot of work for someone who's never had kids before and is getting up in years--the older you get, the less stamina you have to do the things required of a parent. It's still a possibility, but I'm not counting on it at this point. Just the way life goes sometimes.
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11/15/12, 12:22 AM
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Respectfully, What occupation allows you to make six figures with just a bachelors?
I have a few framed pieces of paper myself but still have to clip coupons and buy the two ply instead of the three ply.
I have a few framed pieces of paper myself but still have to clip coupons and buy the two ply instead of the three ply.
11/15/12, 01:32 AM
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Originally Posted by kcoTiger
I'm 38, have a career and I'm going to grad school now to earn a master's and later a doctoral degree in my field. I make six figures and I have absolutely zero debt. My house is paid for, the Shelby was paid for with cash and I have more than enough in my retirement fund that, if I so choose, I can retire in 20 years. All of this is possible because my wife works as well and we don't have children--not because we don't want them but because she can't have them. The grad degrees will allow me to advance in my field as well as diversify--I'm a fluid dynamics engineer but I am also the lead software engineer for my firm, which is heavily contracted by the DoD. Trust me, I am absolutely the exception to every other college student.
Sorry about the kids issue. Sounds like youre living a great life financially, hoping to do the same as time progresses. Cant do engineering because Im terrible at math though