I watched the neighbor drive by on a joy ride in my car.
He is storing it for me while I build my new house. I don't have time to drive it until the house is done, so I told him to take it out once in a while. Yes I trust him, we've been racing for years together.
Very different to see your car on the road, usually your in it and don't know what it looks like going down the road. I now remember why I won't sell it. After he passed my house, I heard him stop and bring the boost up on the foot brake. He laid a big nasty right down our new asphalt. !00 ft or better, right next to the one from his firebird.
Nothing sounds like a turbo Buick spooling up.