I found this really amusing since I don't street race anymore after my run-in with the law last November. I'm coming home from seeing T3 tonight and I'm stuck behind this late 90s 4-cylinder Accord. In my rear view I see a Tahoe with bling-bling wheels and a gunmetal 350Z behind it in the right lane.
The light turns green and the Accord (with however power it could muster) guns it to the speed limit, which is 35. I keep pace with him, maintaining a good 2-3 car distance behind him. Then the Tahoe guns it and pretty much cuts me off to get into the far left-turn lane. I'm still cruising at 35 mph right now so I just let off the gas and let the dude through. Then all of a sudden the 350Z, who was pretty much pacing us 4-5 cars back, floors it flies by me, going well over 35 mph. He then takes a quick right and darts off. It didn't even have plates yet, so it was pretty much showroom stock. I sure hope he felt great about beating a modded WRX going 35 mph!