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In the darkness of the cold early morning, Jennifer and I were on our way to the gym so I could work on dropping some of the weight I gained over the holidays. Rolling up to the 4-way stop, I see some HID lights to my right. I didn't think anything of it, since I was just getting over my morning grogginess and already on my way. Turning left, I continue on to my destination. But as I drive on, I see the fancy car roll up next to us and keep even for a few moments. I look over, and barely through Jennifer's window tint, I see some skinny looking Asian guy that's probably somewhere around my age. When he sees me look over he zooms forward ahead and I see the rear of an Infiniti G37, with the little "S."

"Oh come on, you can't be serious?!" I thought to myself, then spoke to my baby. "I know it's early sweetheart, but I think it's a good time for you to have a nice luxury breakfast of fried rice."

There was a stop sign a bit ahead, so I flash my foglights at Infiniti Boy a few times and turn off the traction control while rolling a little bit onto the throttle to catch up. The guy stops and waits for me to pull up and stop next to him. But right when I stop, before I could prepare to brake torque, he just mashes on his accelerator pedal and starts to take off. Instantly, I react and roll onto the throttle to go after him. I hear his tires make two chirps as they loose a little traction while going over the crosswalk before Jennifer's engine gets loud and her tires burnout through all of first gear in a continous screech. Damn the cold weather!

We rush up to the G37's rear bumper when it's time for the upshift, and with a slightly long chirp Jennifer blasts past as we blaze through 2nd gear. The road was slightly curved, and the guy in the Infinity had the "inside lane," but it didn't help any in easing the rapage! I keep on it until it's almost time for 3rd, Jennifer feeding the G37 more of her exhaust. We're a bit over 80, and the Infiniti's HIDs are a distant glow in the rear view mirrors.

I'm totally awake and a bit shakey with adrenaline when we come to the red light at the next intersection. Infiniti Boy catches up, and I roll down the passenger-side window to give him a thumbs up, and am greeted with a blast of cold air. But as he comes up to the light, he doesn't look over at all, and hastily makes a right turn. I sigh, and we sit there alone at the intersection until the light turns green. Looks like the both of us had a good workout this morning!