Nice weather, aggravated cruise
 

Its beautiful out and I took the Z out of its garage for a cruise. All the streets here are tight and are awful for speeding so I never do it around here too many kids popping out into the street and people crossing regardless of traffic. Of course as soon as I hit the main street I run into my first 20 something g37 owner. I realize this does not generalize to all g37 owners so compartmentalize this sentiment.

His bone stock g tailgates me while im doing 35 does like 2-3 flybys and stares me down at every light as he revs his stock exhaust note. For fun trying to meet on a "car guy" terms I rev the FI CBE and smile and give a wave and he gives me a dirty look. He peels out screaming tires to another red light literally 20 ft ahead. He was so busy looking back at what I was doing he forgot to look ahead and smashed into a shopping cart which had rolled into the street. Karma, maybe, I dont know but I giggled because no one was hurt and just some paint work was needed and maybe a lesson learned if he is not too retarded.

I go a little further away from home and of course I get to meet Mr A5 living in long island. He tailgates me and then proceeds to pull up next to me and give me the finger. I guess I was going to slow in a fast car and what the hell... I laughed at him because his bluetooth was dangling like a gay pirates earring as he yelled towards my car. I had the windows up and tunes up so I dont know what he was so mad about.

This cycle repeats for 15 minutes or so every light I run into someone who either wants to race, tailgate me or flyby me. I turn around and go home.

Put it this way some days I get amazing enthusiast attention and some days every immature moron is in their car trying to goad you into a race.

Haters gonna hate, I still love my z at 35 mph or 100 mph...

Vent completed.

Sounds like quite the adventure. I hear about this kind of thing happening but where I live, I have got nothing but compliments. Though I did drive by a group of skater kids hanging out at the movie theater. I got some whistling but one decided to throw up the L over his forehead. I just laughed to myself and thought about how much he must love riding that wood. But seriously mostly stares of envy and compliments.

Some of you guys must live in retardville, that never happens to me, however once i tried to 'keep it real' iwth some kids in a 350 and all i got was a chukkle, i guess i'm too old to try to relate.

welcome to my world, Here in southern california everyone and their mom will try and race you. Ive definitely had some G37 Dbags try and get crazy with me.

Oh, Im well aware I live in retardville...the land of status symbols and dirty looks

Funny, just had a similar experience this afternoon with another middle aged kid in his bright red sport model C-class Mercedes. I just tried to get away from him by slipping in and out of traffic at slightly over the limit, and he just kept following me like a yellow lab. Every light, he'd do his best to pull up close, and I just continued to ignore him. For what it's worth, it seems worse in this car than it was in my Z06 or Viper. I guess they think they have chance now...:icon23:

Wow that makes for a sh--ty ride...Some days I get that here in Retardifornia..

I did have a great cruise the other day.. No tailgaters or retards..

Are you sure you weren't driving the Prius?

Am I the only one who questions what the OP was doing that may have contributed to the significant numer of angry people?

I have had people want to race, but almost never had anyone give the finger for "no reason"

i usually pull my Z out before most folks are on the road. makes for a calm and smooth driving experience. only thing that sounds angry at times is my exhaust.

It's completely pointless to even bother opening it up in the city. We have way too many lights and traffic around here, not to mention roads are all grid. I'll play on the backroads, but interstates and urban areas, accelerate slow and stick to no more than 5-10 over the limit.

Btw, I'm a g37 driver :)

That's so ironic that you said this about the bright red C-Class. I kid you not, a young guy wanted to race me yesterday in his bright red C-Class...naturally I gave him a little show from the light but he was cool about it- said he loved the car and thumbs up... No doucheness this time.

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apparently you are...but either way, come live on long island and see for yourself...everyones in competition here to see who has more or is better even if you're not competing.

At first the prius got the local kids to cheer and say stupid things like thanks for saving the environment. Now it just flies under the radar:P

wow. I never get any of that here in OC. Drivers will give me thumbs up, shout compliments, even rev their non-sport car engines just for laughs.

never got that either when i had my previous Z, i remember even being stopped at a traffic signal and a car full of kids yelling at me to rev the engine one time just so they could hear the Z purr :)

These stories remind me of what happened the other day. On my way home from work, I was stopped at a light in the left lane. I start to hear someone continuously honking their car horn, so I look over and see a grey truck in the turn lane to the left of me. These two Hispanic guys are yelling something over at me, and motioning to roll my window down. So I roll it down, and the actually yell at me, and I quote "Hey! Why don't you go back to your own state!" I put my hands up like, what? Not knowing for sure they are talking to me. Then they reply "go back to your own state! Didn't you know California is for Mexicans!"
I was stunned, so all I did was roll up my window and leave since the light turned......
SMH......

i would have done the same except for adding in that im half mexican to their faces lol

I think the moral of the story is Darwin and natural selection still have their work cut out for them...I am a little jealous of people who live in a more laid back area. Id get the heck out of long island if my wife would let me!

Having a new roadster I knew I was going to have to modify my diving style - open roof, smaller car, blind spots, lower stance, bad LA roads, STUPID LA drivers.

I willingly accept all of the above cause I love my Z. We have a new FX as well.

My observations about LA drivers are:

1. they see the Z and get all passive aggressive by either trying to be too close or too far away.

2. when my is top I down - I make sure I look directly at people being passive aggressive in a such a way that terrifies them. (yes - i'm kinda muscely and tattoo'd). I think people are afraid of me (I'm a 49 year old white boy - so it must be my "energy") and stay away. And I'm fine with that.

3. I have no issue driving normally and relaxed - heck, it's LA. My average speed is about 15mph. I do, however, often yell at people while sitting in traffic to "get off your ******* phone" as everyone here texts and drives. Did I mention that I've had 2 accidents in the last 2 years by drivers doing just that. And each time I sued and not only taught them a valuable lesson - but also got checks for 10k+.

4. The ones that do get close enough to try and "challenge" me - I look at briefly with that "get away from me stare" ...then ignore. They can f'off.

I have gotten about 10 compliments so far - majority from big black women. Who knew?

Just my .02.

BTW - not a badass, just a nice guy here with no patience for idiot drivers.

Speaking of black women...I had the nicest lady come up to me yesterday as I was getting my brake tag (she pulled into the car wash station) and compliments the hell out of my Z. She must have been in her 50's and she said she's on her 4th Z and wants to get a newer one. (She had a 03 Blue Track Model). That was a first for me especially coming from the south...but made my day.

I've never been challlenged in my 370z but people used to always want to race me when I was driving my stock Honda Prelude.

Going slow or at least going the speed limit can send more of a message than the need to prove who's car is faster. You had nothing to prove, evidently he did. He was pissed because you didn't give in to him trying to bait you to race him. Good for you! I got baited once by some guy in a Mustang GT and that won't ever happen again. Think of all the bad things that could have happened. At the worst, an accident...possibly fatal at high speed, a speeding ticket, hitting another car or person, breaking something in your car...the list goes on. At the very best, a short term feeling that your car is a little faster than some strangers. Anyway, I would rather be in a 370Z going 35 mph than in a g37 going 100. In my opinion, there's nothing more satisfying than knowing you're better/faster/more mature (pick one) without having to prove it.
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If only we had a thread for posts like this.....:facepalm:

Been baited, regretted it.

It's better to enjoy the car and be calm and normal than to do something stupid that removes your ability to ever enjoy the car again. I don't drive my car at the speed limit all the time, but I have no real need to prove anything to anyone anymore.

On another side, I don't know many girls who think reckless revving and racing is a good trait. Most of the time when it looks like they like it, it's because a) it's not their money/car on the line, and b) they'll be happy watching someone, anyone, fail. Just like reality TV/gossip mags. So, think of impressing the chicks with your laid back, pleasing, confident attitude. :) The Dude abides.

When a douche tailgates me, I purposely drive 5mph slower. The satisfaction of watching him fume up in my rear view(win) or letting him pass me so I don't have to worry(win) is much better than potentially getting a ticket by racing around on the street(fail).

I grew up in the mean streets of NM and have seen every type of moronic, retard, fantasy-land, Internet hero there is. Two stories:

1) I thought I was alone doing some sporty driving on a secluded country road that eventually led to a stop light in the suburbs of ABQ. I of course am going the speed limit near the burbs and catch a red light that seems to take an eternity to change. After about 2 minutes a black PT Cruiser "Turbo" with flame stickers on the front 1/3 of the car is next to me and the dork inside is honking his horn. I roll down my window and, I kid you not, he says in a shaky voice, "oh yeah, I'll go get my GTO". I smiled and said "yes, you do that while I wait right here." Light turns green and the 7AT does it's thing up to the speed limit of course...

2) I go pick up some lunch at a restaurant called Santa Fe Peppers in ABQ and get a front row parking spot to my delight. I get my food and come outside to find a base model Charger ('05 maybe) parked so close to my drivers side door that I know I couldn't open the door. Sure as $h1t the driver is just getting out so I ask him if he can move over a little so I can get into my car. This 50+ year old busted up old man goes into a rage and is pointing at the painted line that his tire is directly on top of and asking me if I wanted "to go", as in fight. He also said that my Z was a piece of $h1t so dents don't matter. Of course the small crowd that had gathered starting laughing at him. Being the sophisticated testosterone filled young man that I am I decided to call his bluff and ask him if he wants two broken legs and to be left in the desert while I put his car in the river. My tone and body language were calculated enough to make his face turn pale and make him get back in his car and leave. He went screaming out of the parking lot like a crazy person and I found out that someone had already called the police on him. Glad I didn't have to draw down on him. :hello:

Although this is a weekly occurance while driving the Z (from Honda ricers, Mustang GT's, yada, yada, yada) I am at the age where this $hit doesn't get to me any more. HOWEVER, in years past, while driving a 94 Ponitiac Formula Fiebird (don't judge me :eek:) I have let these "yahoos" get the best of me twice. The first time, a yuppie in a Porsche Boxster tried to outrun me while exiting the Ohio Turnpike. When I blew by him at 120, he was so pi$$ed that I thought he was going to explode. I slowed down to the speed limit while he passed me, and all I could do was honk at him :owned:.

The second time, I was driving down the local main suburb street with a light every 100 yards or so. The speed limit is 35 and I was just chillin' :driving: (Mrs. Mults was in the car) when this youngin' pulled mext to me in his Mustang. At every light, he would floor it and then come to a halt at the next light. He did this about 5 times, and I was getting peeved that he kept at it. Finally, at one of the last lights before my street, I used my drag racing skills to leave him in the dust :happydance:. When he finally pulled next to me, he didn't even look my way because he just got whooped. When I turned down my street, my wife said, "you just had to; didn't you." I said "yep". That was the last time I did anything so foolish :rolleyes:.