I was driving home last night from a buddies house and apparently I upset a Camaro at one of those lanes that merges from two into one when he couldn't out run my bone stock F250. I saw him whip behind me into the other lane at the next light so I slow rolled up to the line thinking I could mess with him a little. The light turned green and I gassed it and once again he couldn't come around me. I was chuckling at this point. The light after that I came to a full stop and so did he. When it turned green I started moving, but didn't punch it as I wasn't sure he was going to try anything. Oh he did. I should add that up to this point I was never more than 3/4 throttle. When I heard him get on it I floored it and proceeded to pull on him. I figured it was a V6 because of all this. We both turned right at the next street and he did the ricer flyby. That's when I heard his nice V8 exhaust. Oops. .
I don't know exactly what year it was, but judging by the nose it was a 2016+.
I don't know exactly what year it was, but judging by the nose it was a 2016+.