[Bask Oner]

After an F'd up launch two nights ago from 6k rpms, and I let the clutch out too slowly, I definitely smelled my poor clutch. I tend to look on the bright side though, and there is one here. I smoked a Porsche 911 Carrera 4 to the next light.

 

[Bask Oner]

was the light a block away and did he know he was racing (the 911)

Yep, a whole city block! He also knew he was racing, even though he would probably not admit it. At the next light I noticed that the fool had a small child in the back seat. Reminded me of those old 200SX commercials where they put the guys legs behind his head before they put him in the back seat of the convertible.