So I went down to the local Starbucks last night (this is were my friends and I meet up before we go out). One of my buddies works at a Benz dealership and every so often he rolls down there in one of the show cars. Well, last night he rolled down in an E320. As soon as he got out of the car he made a beeline directly towards me and proceeded to tell me how it was soo fast and could beat my car in any race. Of course I didn't stand for that!!
So we hop in the cars and meet up at a light. It turns green and I'm off like a prom dress. By the next light (a few blocks down) I'm about 7 cars ahead of him. We make a left at that light to go back to Starbucks, and he ends up in front of me at a traffic light waiting to make a left(I let him pass, we weren't racing at this point). As we're waiting for the light (long-a$$ light) he calls me on the cell and says that once he gets around this corner that I won't be able to catch him. whatever. Light turns green, he guns it around the corner, I follow closely behind him. He turned into the inside lane trying to get the advantage, so I swing out to the right lane. He's probably pulled ~2 cars away at this point because of the turn. By the top of 2nd gear we were even, and we all know what happens in 3rd.
When we got back, all he can say is "What the hell did you do to your car?!?"
My reply: "A couple of pipes and some hoses."
EDIT: All of this happened with my uppipe leaking horribly!