My truck isn't running as great as it should be, I've got an air leak somewhere so my turbo has a nasty surge. Anyway, we were heading out to get some lunch today and there's a major douche driving a blacked out lifted F150, with "FUEL" stickers all over it, and its beat to hell. So he's driving like a total jerk, speeding around cars, moving in and out of lanes. So we just to a stop light and I'm not paying attention to the guy, until I hear him revving the motor and he's staring at me. When the light goes green, he floors it and me, unaware that we're racing just take off like normal. The girlfriend goes "damn honey, you got beat, I didn't know you were racing" I laughed "hmm...neither did I
" So we get to the next stop light, he's on my left, I look over, smile and load up a little boost. When the light goes green, the rear tires give a little spin and we're on our way. I look back and he's a good 4 car lengths back, and we're laughing. He wouldn't even try and catch up after that.