OK, I love adrenaline and got a good dose of it yesterday early evening (was still light out.)
My wife and I are driving from a restuarant to go downtown when a LOUD red Z28, I am guessing around a '92-94 comes barelling up, zipping around cars. The road is 3 lanes each way, with the occaisional stoplight. I see the Z28 and think "Oh Boy! Please let us get lined up at the next stoplight!"
I look over and see the driver is early thrities woman, sunglasses on, windows down and blaring some tunes >>> Attitude!
She is in the far left and I am in the far right, we get around the other cars and hot damn, light just up the road turns red... excellent...
I am pretty sure it was an auto, the exhaust sounded modded. I could tell she was in a hurry and feeling chipper from the way she was driving before we got stopped at the light. I can't see her at this point becuase there is a truck between us, but I can hear her music and rumbling exhaust.
When the light turned green, she stomped on it (loud as hell, gotta love that big V-8 sound), and caught me off guard a little, but I get a fairly decent clutch slip and actually chirped a little and was ahead of her in about 1 second... Now this was just the warmup as there is another light just up the street, but she definitely knows I am here and up for a little fun.
Next light (please turn red, please turn red), sure enough it does.
Now she is doing some revving, I guess she was getting ready to teach me a lesson. The old adrenaline is flowing pretty good by this point, my wife is pretty stoked too and tells me to go for it.
The road up ahead of us is wide open and is relatively safe for such activities as long as you don't go too insanely fast, good mile before the next light (Pleasantburg at Rutherford for you locals.) Light turns green, no hesitation on either of our parts. She floors it and I do a perfect slip... my wag leaps like a frog on meth on we get out ahead right off the bat. Perfect shifts to second then third at around 6000, get up to about 75 or so and she is 4-6 cars behind and gives up. She hung way back after that until we get to the next light, and she wants no more. Here is the funny part, I was kinda hoping she would look over to do a thumbs up or at least shoot me the bird, but she has suddenly become very distracted by something in the sky outside her drivers window, and even though she is looking away as far as she can without breaking her neck I can see a disgusted look on her face... precious!
Now I suspect if she had done a power break launch or we had gone up to 100 or so she would have reeled me in (from what I have read), but this was a pretty good smackdown.
Oh yeah, never try this at home