This happened a couple of weeks ago but I still think it's comical:
Nothing warms your heart like flat out kicking the crap out of a Hemi. I'm on my way home from work the other day and there is a place where I go under I-10 and since my rig is straight piped I like to get on her to hear the ROAR - y'all who are straight know exactly what I mean.
Anyway I got on it hard this time hoping to make the next light and got caught at it but looked back and saw this truck coming. He was cutting through people like a mad man trying to get up to me. It was so obvious I went on ahead and flipped into 4 wheel drive as I was creeping to the stop.
So it's three lanes, I'm in the middle, an older truck on my left and this Hemi on my right. Knowing I'm going to eat this guy just to do it I was AMAZED when I heard him revving it, and revving it - I looked over and here is this kid and his buddy both staring straight at me looking in my rig, talking to each other and revving it. I can only assume they were trying to figure out what all I had since my gauge pod and phone in it's mount on my dash. I laughed, nodded and pointed forward saying "lets go".
Not a couple seconds later the light turned green and I flat out was GONE. Nothing but smoke and a stunned Hemi in the rear-view. I didn't have my water/meth kit turned on because I'd ran out a couple days prior and had been too lazy to walk outside and fill up but I was on a custom SCT race tune. I had about 6 truck lengths EASY on them, glanced up and saw I was at 1500 egt and backed out.
The funniest thing about this was I would have left him anyway, just because he's a truck next to me at a light. But when you cut everyone and their mother off to catch me, then start revving your motor egging on the race - With ALL the people you pissed off to get to me at the light now behind us watching and not just getting eaten but flat out KILLED. That HAS to suck.