So I got off work on a nice friday night about 11:30 just driving home windows down master of puppets playing letting off some post work steam, hear a turbo whine behind me. Sure enough here comes a F-350 powerstroke up next to me kind of staying with me waiting for a light, well i've never actually raced my gtp and I'm pretty paranoid of getting pulled over but what the heck lets go for it after a quick scan for the authorities we pull up to a red light, ford's revving a bit I can't even see the driver without leaning across my passenger seat but anyway light turns, we both take off he's revved up i just gun it and shoot away like my car weighs a few thousand less than his and floor it up to the speed limit of 40, for the win. He pulls past then we get even I look over he throws out the peace sign I give him the thumbs up and he drops back and takes off and turns and I drive home... triumphantly.