Bump! Also, I felt like a grown up this morning driving to work. I was at a stoplight at 5:15 this morning with a Dodge and Camaro in front of me and when the light turned green both of them took off like a herd of turtles, and for a split second I thought go smoke them like a cheap cigar, but the grown up in me this morning said no, and I didn't want to spill my coffee... Have a great day!
I know that post was from a year ago, but sometimes we get lucky...
One morning a few years ago, driving into work on a six lane surface street, I'm in the right lane and two of my coworkers are in the middle and left lanes. We get lucky and are all first in line at a traffic light. Middle guy is in a WRX STi and the left is in a modified S4. I'm in my BMW 540i (old man car) with perhaps 360 HP. I don't know how to put it into launch mode (why would I?). The WRX guy either doesn't have launch mode or forgot to put it in gear, so we leave him behind.
James, the guy in the S4, is using launch mode because I can hear it spooling up. Light turns green, and we're off!
I smoke the (non participating) WRX and watch the taillights on the S4 disappear. Now, that car has like 160K miles on it, so it spewed out a nice blue cloud as he went up the road, but he never lifted and probably did 120 MPH before he had to slow to turn into work. I was just LOL'ing the whole way up.
Before the 540i I had a Chevy SS. Another co-worker of mine tried to race me one morning, but I didn't recognize her in her BF's Dodge Ram duelly diesel. All I know was that someone was acting like a dick, and I avoid those.
Later she went to lunch with James (the S4 guy) and told him how she kicked my butt on the way into work. He told me about the conversation later.
James: Yeah, no, I don't think so.
Girl: I did, I smoked him.
James: Um, was he driving the Chevy?
Girl: Yes.
James: Then he wasn't trying.
Girl: No, I kicked his butt. He was in the grey Malibu.
James: No, that's not a Malibu. Trust me, he wasn't trying.
We both had a good laugh about that later.
My last street race that I can remember was me in my 335i (their first twin turbo attempt) and a dude in his GTO (the Pontiac Holden) at a rolling start. We were neck and neck until he shifted; I had higher gearing so I got a lead on him then, and once we got over 90 MPH I let up because it's just not worth it.
Ever since I saw this video linked below, I stopped street racing strangers. You never know how good (or bad) they can drive. Morons who turn off their traction control but have no idea how to manage wheelspin.
Let's be careful out there.
Youtube video, work safe.
Skip up to 40 seconds when the "race" actually starts.