I was driving home tonight as I see some bright a$$ headlights in my rear view, well he whips over in the other lane and paces me till we pulled up to a stop light. He starts to rev and as the bov goes off he pats the roof. I look over at him smile then revved to let him hear the s/c. The look on his face was priceless (jaw dropped with his head cocked to the side). As he light turned green, He dumps it squalling tires as I roll into the throttle and pull 3 cars from the start by the time I hit 65, he was 5 1/2 behind. He pulls up to the next stop light looks at me and asks...how many lbs out pushin? I said stock boost 6/7lbs. He said he was pushing 5 lbs. but was like i need a new air filter and was on 89 octane. He said ill run you again on 93 octane and ill put a $20 down that I wil beat you. Told him ill be more than happy to take your money. Gives a rev and goes off into the night.