Around here is young son GI town. The soldiers coming home after a year in the boonies and streets of Iraq do what GIs have done since 1918, they go buy a car, freedom, expresion.

I swear I have never picked a street fight (drag race style) but the shear quanity of micro ricers and little Hemis is tremendous. 4 out of 5 evenings I pull into the driveway with a big grin. My wife knows why. I get beer, beer good, V10 bragging rights, and beer are more gooder!

I'm old and retired Army. I don't feel bad taking advantage of their poor HP to weight ratios. Young soldiers need hard lessons to make them wiser and stronger.

See, my V10 gives me purpose too, and did I mention beer?