Happened this summer but i just joined. Just left local car show about 11pm cruzin down a 4 lane road and this kid pulls up in a late 90's mustang and starts lookin at me and then the road and then me and then the road again. So I nod and wave to him to hit it. I dropped from 4th to 2nd rollin about 35 mph. Next thing I know he's about 8 car lengths behind. So I slow back down and he rolls up beside me and yells, " I only got a six cylinder!" So I yell back, "Well what are you tryin to do runnin me?" Kid follows me down freeway and pulls up beside me at exit ramp and goes, " Is that a ws6?" I go, " Yeah." Kid asks me is it stock and I say no. He asks whats been done. So I tell him intake, exhaust, heads, cam, tranny, suspension, computer, and so on. Kid sits there for a minute and looks at me and says, "Yeah, I only got a six cylinder." Had me lmao. Not the best kill i ever did but one of the funniest!