I know piling on is unfair, but...

This really happened.

8:30 a.m. on a workday in front of AT&T park in San Francisco, a baby blue Bentley Continental pulled up next to me and motioned for me to lower the window. He asked about my license plate and indicated he wanted to drag. There was one traffic light between us and the freeway onramp, but I saw it was not even close to safe considering the rest of the traffic.

I told him this was the supercharged engine, and he said, "I've got 12 cylinders." As if he were talking inches. I said, "Yeah, and you need every single one of them to move that porker." I waved and let him blow by.

Happy motoring.