My wife and I went out with the neighbor and his wife for dinner and drinks last night. Damon and I had had a couple tall ones, and were feeling swell. The wifey and his wife were in the front, and Damon and I were jawing about cars in the back. We're sitting at a light when up rolls a punk in an Integra. I don't know if his double decker wing or his tach was bigger. So we start insulting him, and egging Tanya on that she could take him. Light turns, and to our surprse, and ricy's surprise, she punches it. It was SO ON!! It was us four in her Expedition, (what, 6000 lbs?) vs. him in his Integra. And with the jump she gets, she utterly waxes him by about two car lengths to 50 mph. (It was a 45 mph zone) Now the next light changes and we line up again. Damon is gesticulating out the window at the fool, and I am egging Tanya on again. Punk boy tachs up the hamster under his hood, and I watch the crosslight, so I can give Tanya the scoop on the light change. The obnoxious hamster farting in the left lane doesn't disturb Tanya, and she gets a good car length on him at the light change. Punky stars gaining at about 35 MPH. He gets just about dead even as we head for the exit and let off around 60+ or so. I just wish I would have had the video camera for that one. I don't think he'll be bragging about getting his ass handed to him once by the biggest land barge around with 4 people in it. And then, when he is stoked up for a race, he can't run us down because he gets out driven by a chick. In a TRUCK. With 4 people in it. (did I mention that?) Sweet. It sure made our night anyway.