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Weird anecdote.
So I'm pulling in to the mall to take my wife out for her birthday and I stop at the stop-sign. About half way across his journey, the pedestrian yells at me "Hey, asshole, I'm half way through the crosswalk!" Stunned and puzzled I drive away after he passes and he continues on to wherever he's going. I turn to my wife and posit that perhaps he really dislike BMWs (arrested for driving while Bavarian..?). As I find a spot in front of Johnny Garlic's, i realize my culpability: I have a tendency to "blip" my throttle when slow or stopped and he thought I was trying to hurry him through the intersection.
Sorry, dude. I just like the sound.
Can't wait to get a BMWPE.
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