Well I was coming home from Hockey practice thi smorning minding my own business listening to Frankie singing Summer Wind waiting at a stop light to turn green.

I look in my mirror and see the bright lights of this silver car coming fast up behind me then he darts to the right beside me....a Mercedes E350.

I look ahead and in his lane about 150 feet up is a parked car.

I look over and it's a guy in his mid to late thirties driving. Well Sonny, this old piece of Detroit iron known as a Cadillac Deville aint't going down easily.

Light turns green, I try to keep the traction control from kicking in but no luck, he grabs me by a fender, then I feather the throttle then drop the hammer and Northstar kicks down and starts to sing, I draw even,  then pull out a lead as the 32 valves and 4 cams do their job, look in mirror as he pulls in behind and the expensive silver German car becomes a tiny speck.

Detroit honour upheld.