hehe, congratulations. my story to add is shorter, but kinda feels the same. I was sitting at a light at about 9pm one night on my way home. two girls (somewhat good-looking) pull up beside me in a mid-90's ford taurus. they're both looking over and laughing. And i just look back and sit there, not thinking anything of it. as soon as the light turns green, i just start to slowly accelerate, in no hurry to get anywhere, and this taurus "launches" (i'll say this word for a description, but you could hardly call it a launch). So i'm like ok, they wanna play? so i floor it, and them having a jump on me, it took a little bit to catch up and fly past them spewing water and exhaust all over them in theira awesome loserness. After this i felt kinda dumb for actually racing against a couple girls in a taurus, but it seems about the same as a "turbo-deisel white beast".