At a party, a mexican kid my age was telling me that his uncles 97 TA would whoop my ass any day of the week. It is bone stock. I run a 12.8 on the street all day long. He took this stance after i told him it was just a six cylinder. In his world 8's beat 6's all the time. Well, after about an hour of debate he said, I dont care man, my uncles TA will beat your Grand... uh... International any day. It was pretty funny, especially since we were so umm... not sober at the time. I really pissed him off when i told him that my international sitting on the farm would probably walk that TA anyday too. I guess ignorance REALLY is bliss.
And once racing at morocco (host of the midwest challenge which was f*n awesome) the announcer in the booth called my car a grand am, even though it has an 8"x23" Grand National sticker in the back window.