heh... I didn't "beat" my ex, I beat my former car, the Nissan Spec V.
As my fiancee and I were sitting at a stoplight last night, a Spec V pulls up next to us with the bass thumpin and the engine screaming. I couldn't see the kid cuz the seats were gangsta style (all I saw was the arm to the steering wheel and a cap).
I told my women that this kid wants to go when the light turn. The fact that the rex was a 4eat and my women was driving it got me worried. I knew that Spec V will have us for lunch out of the hole and I still have no idea on how to launch a 4eat.
Light turns and sure enough that Spec burned a little rubber and peeled through 2nd as the 4eat was buildling up boost. Needless to say, when the rex got past the 3000 mark we started to reel the Spec in. Poor kid had to shift into 3rd and we flew past him as he shifted.
My women was laughing so hard she forgot to slow down. I think she likes the rex. Hopefully I'll get another one before long and call it mine