Okay,
So I am on my way to work this morning. The main road that I take has a spot where it goes from 2 lanes to 1. There is a stoplight there and I usually have no trouble getting in front of the soccer moms or anything for that matter. So I pull up on the inside lane (this lane ends about 150 yards after the light.) The light is red and there is a new silver Pontiac Grand Prix GTP sitting in the other lane. I look over and it is an older man.. I'm 32, so I would say he was in his 50s. I think.. "He won't try it.." so I start flipping the radio stations when I hear him lay some rubber.. I look up, the light has just turned green, and he has about half a car length on me and I haven't moved yet. So I get into it, of course I light the tires up, catching him quickly, then I hit second
as I pull to his door.. my Cobra gets in the 5k range and the torque comes alive, I pull in front of him, shift to third, switch lanes and I am gone.
Note to self.
Turn traction control off before leaving the driveway.
So I am on my way to work this morning. The main road that I take has a spot where it goes from 2 lanes to 1. There is a stoplight there and I usually have no trouble getting in front of the soccer moms or anything for that matter. So I pull up on the inside lane (this lane ends about 150 yards after the light.) The light is red and there is a new silver Pontiac Grand Prix GTP sitting in the other lane. I look over and it is an older man.. I'm 32, so I would say he was in his 50s. I think.. "He won't try it.." so I start flipping the radio stations when I hear him lay some rubber.. I look up, the light has just turned green, and he has about half a car length on me and I haven't moved yet. So I get into it, of course I light the tires up, catching him quickly, then I hit second
as I pull to his door.. my Cobra gets in the 5k range and the torque comes alive, I pull in front of him, shift to third, switch lanes and I am gone.
Note to self.
Turn traction control off before leaving the driveway.
