Night Stalkers

During the daytime, the hot cars are trolling Las Olas Boulevard or cruising A1A on the beach with one purpose in mind: to be seen. But when the sun goes down, a different breed emerges. These are the drivers. A stock Ferrari isn't fast enough, doesn't corner and brake hard enough for them, and is too flashy. These are the cars that I hear screaming past my window at 8,000 rpm in the pre-dawn hours. In the end, their behavior is criminal, but know one thing. I feel safer nipping and tucking with a string of these guys on I-95 than I do trying to drive to the gym. Be safe out there, fellows.