I dont normally street race too often, but this was scary / funny / sad all at the same time.
I was just driving along minding my own business when a trans am / firebird came right up on my ass. I looked over and knew it was one of the anniversary editions (ended up being 30th anni with two blue stripes on a white body). It was a nice lookin car and we both came to a stoplight. I knew I was probably going to lose, especially because the road we were on was on a slight downhill. It was going to kill my advantage, but I figured who cares... all in fun.
I launched pretty poorly.. burnt the clutch a bit, but still had a good 1/2 car to car lead. That ended quickly.. hah.. but at about 90 he had maybe 1 1/2 cars. I'm sure on a flat road it would have been much closer. After the race I gave him a wave and went to turn left. He didnt wave back.. just looked at me like an ass. Thats when a cop flew up behind us. He looked at me and looked at him... got behind him and flipped his lights.
I thought for sure he would call in another car and have me pulled over too, so I just got away asap and started driving down side streets until I could get to my house. I would have felt bad for the guy had he not been a prick.
I about sh*t a brick... but it was kinda funny