I did not think that he would race as we were at the stop light. I guess I was caught off-guard as I was drowling over this nice new Carrera 4. We both roll away at green and then he gets on it and immediately his back bumber is by my front bumber. I floor it and is side by side going into second, after which I pull on him and have about a car length going into third. We both shut down and I can see him laughing in the rearview mirror. We both pull in to get some gas. I say: "Nice car!" He says: "Nice Subaru!" I know it's not a Porsche turbo, but hey, it's still a Porsche! I run a Stage 4 and was feeling pretty happy that day.