While on my way home from work tonight in the GP, some badass in a white ls1 z28 decided to pick on me for a few miles. Me, being the law abiding citizen I am decided to not ignore him. We were on a two lane stretch of highway at a red light with no cars in front of us. (for slick, we were on elk vale at the intersection right in front of Don's valley market). Light goes green, he puts zip codes on me, then flips on the hazards for a few blips. This buttf*cker decides to slow down, and the next light he asks me if I want to get on the interstate for some 40 rolls......Seriously? LAWL. I told him yeah, said "I'm going west bound so get over". I then, at the last minute, with him in front of me, went east bound to go home and eat pizza with my wife. I know this isn't how a normal GPF GP vs LS1 encounter goes...but this is how mine went. First race in the GP. I probably f*cked up the launch.