This happened about a week ago...I think...Now I'm not the type to street race! And I know it's bad and all of that s**t, but when someone in a Mustang does a burnout behind you at a stop light you got to show them whos boss and what your runnin' as well. So when the light turned green I smashed the pedal to the floor and smoked em'. I had to be doing at least 80 in a residential area. As soon as I realized how fast I was going I slowed down in fear of getting cought by the cops and I let the stang pass me along with his friend in a 99 civic behind him. I felt so lucky to not get cought by the cops. After that I got the hell outta there in fear someone did rat us out. Uhhh felt so good to say and to get off my chest! If anyone at all has a racing story to share I'm all ears.