I always feel like such an ass after I race someone from a stoplight. Just smoked a ponytail greaseball in a late model Carrera this afternoon (he even started it off), but I feel all guilty now that the adrenaline rush is gone.
Must resist temptation to race from every red light... Insurance premiums... Innocent bystanders... Bruised ego of sensitive ponytail guy in Porsche who just got smoked by a wagon... BAD WADE!! BAD!!