[x300] Subject: High performance street driving(?) and folks that irk

Speaking of “high performance street driving” (an oxymoron if I ever heard
one), George Ford wrote “I try to make sure that they notice me laughing at
'em, but their eyes always look closed to me.”

The “Rice Rocket” set doesn’t come into play around here in Hurst (between
Fort Worth and DFW airport), but I do see a lot of the scariest type, to me,
the “Mind Wide Shut Mouth Breathers” I’ll call them. These are the folks
that are driving with a catatonic blank stare on their face and absolutely
no indication of any awareness of their surroundings. Their mouths are agape
and their stare never wavers from the straight ahead. Despite this apparent
attention to driving, they seem totally disconnected with this mortal coil.
They have attained that blissful ignorance we all have heard of manifesting
in a kind of Nether Nirvana which is fine for them, but scary nonetheless.
They seem to randomly cluster abreast with some of their ilk making hieing
to your destination an act of dismal futility. When school lets out, traffic
becomes a comic farce of the first rank.

Brian, happy with my Jags - when I can stretch their legs

Brian,

Hotdang. As a fellow Texan, you sure can handle them fancy words good :slight_smile:

David Hurlston
ViaData LP

I tried to answer this email, in agreement to you. Each time I wrote
something it sounded like I think I’m a better driver than the next guy.
Maybe we all feel that way.

Jack - '99 XJ8L
York, PA - USA

PS. In the spirit of Nico, I’ve found that all I have to do to make my car
newer is sign my emails using the key next to the 9. This would make my car
a 00 instead of a 99, ya hooo!

They seem to randomly cluster abreast with some of their ilk making
hieing
to your destination an act of dismal futility. When school lets out,
traffic> becomes a comic farce of the first rank.

Brian, happy with my Jags - when I can stretch their legs

In reply to a message from Jack C. Hollibaugh sent Wed 26 Jan 2005:

The real problem is too many cars and not enough road.

jpr iii
2001 xjr–
The original message included these comments:

I tried to answer this email, in agreement to you. Each time I wrote
something it sounded like I think I’m a better driver than the next guy.
Maybe we all feel that way.


jpr iii
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Too many cars and not enough money to buy them all.
I mean, XJRs, Ferraris, Lambos, Astons, Bs and occasionally a Viper.
Nico,
96 XJ.---------

At 12:05 PM 1/26/2005, you wrote:

In reply to a message from Jack C. Hollibaugh sent Wed 26 Jan 2005:

The real problem is too many cars and not enough road.

jpr iii
2001 xjr

The original message included these comments:

I tried to answer this email, in agreement to you. Each time I wrote
something it sounded like I think I’m a better driver than the next guy.
Maybe we all feel that way.


jpr iii
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It proves that some people on this list do in fact watch Jeopardy, and bust
out with the $5 words once and a while.

XJRGUY
1995 XJR> From: David Hurlston dhurlston@viadata.com

Reply-To: x300@jag-lovers.org
Date: Wed, 26 Jan 2005 09:37:21 -0600
To: x300@jag-lovers.org
Subject: RE: [x300] Subject: High performance street driving(?) and folks that
irk

Brian,

Hotdang. As a fellow Texan, you sure can handle them fancy words good :slight_smile:

David Hurlston
ViaData LP

“…sounded like I think I’m a better driver than the next guy. Maybe we all
feel that way.”

You mean we’re not ???----- Original Message -----
From: “Jack C. Hollibaugh” jackh@asiyork.com
To: x300@jag-lovers.org
Sent: Wednesday, January 26, 2005 10:34 AM
Subject: RE: [x300] Subject: High performance street driving(?) and folks
that irk

I tried to answer this email, in agreement to you. Each time I wrote
something it sounded like I think I’m a better driver than the next guy.
Maybe we all feel that way.

Jack - '99 XJ8L
York, PA - USA

PS. In the spirit of Nico, I’ve found that all I have to do to make my
car
newer is sign my emails using the key next to the 9. This would make my
car
a 00 instead of a 99, ya hooo!

They seem to randomly cluster abreast with some of their ilk making
hieing
to your destination an act of dismal futility. When school lets out,
traffic
becomes a comic farce of the first rank.

Brian, happy with my Jags - when I can stretch their legs


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Well Done!
It read just like a John Lennon story (If you have not already, you must
read “In His Own Write” and “A Spaniard In The Works”)

  • Great pleasure in reading that - I Should frame that one !!
    George----- Original Message -----
    From: “Brian Ternamian” taz4is@charter.net
    To: x300@jag-lovers.org
    Sent: Wednesday, January 26, 2005 10:15 AM
    Subject: [x300] Subject: High performance street driving(?) and folks that
    irk

Speaking of “high performance street driving” (an oxymoron if I ever heard
one), George Ford wrote “I try to make sure that they notice me laughing
at
'em, but their eyes always look closed to me.”

The “Rice Rocket” set doesn’t come into play around here in Hurst (between
Fort Worth and DFW airport), but I do see a lot of the scariest type, to
me,
the “Mind Wide Shut Mouth Breathers” I’ll call them. These are the folks
that are driving with a catatonic blank stare on their face and absolutely
no indication of any awareness of their surroundings. Their mouths are
agape
and their stare never wavers from the straight ahead. Despite this
apparent
attention to driving, they seem totally disconnected with this mortal
coil.
They have attained that blissful ignorance we all have heard of
manifesting
in a kind of Nether Nirvana which is fine for them, but scary nonetheless.
They seem to randomly cluster abreast with some of their ilk making hieing
to your destination an act of dismal futility. When school lets out,
traffic
becomes a comic farce of the first rank.

Brian, happy with my Jags - when I can stretch their legs


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