I get off work at night, we have a fairly decent cruisin town so usually there's some action to be found. We'll for about a week there was a 85 GN w/ dot. always trying to pick on my Sirit R/T. He'd pull the ricer routine on me, trully embarrassing for us legitimate TR drivers, but none the less that's what he does. We'll I got lucky one time and the fool decides to race me from a light heading out of town. This is especilly good seeing he had his g/f in the car. I'm thinking to myself he's not going to know what hit him and he didn't Light turns green and were off. I spin pretty much through 1st gear and he hooks so he's got a car legth on me already. It's looking bad for the hometown hero but wait, I feather the gas a little and nail it again as i grab 2nd. When 2nd gear hit it was all over for the would be challenger. It was like WHOOSH AND AWAY! He must of figured he wasn't going to get any from his g/f that night so he would'nt even talk to me after the race, he just turned off at the next road. He got beat by 5-6 car lengths in about a little more than a 1/4 mi.