Today I pulled the slicks off so the mustang can see some dd duty duty for a while. Naturally, the first stop light I come to, a blue r6 pulls up and revs the crap out of it. I ignore him for a while until we get on to the highway where it is clear he isn't going to shift until we race. I down shift at about 60 and he takes off. I feel obligated to do the same. Now that he has a car lead I start making ground. He looks in his mirror, then over his shoulder. You can see the disbelief in his body language as I pass him. At 140 I had at least 2 1/2 cars on him and decided to shut it down. My car is a '13 gt with a procharger . The bike was an 09 r6 with a slip on only. It felt so good to get the stang out again.