I raced a s2k before and destroyed it by 4 or 5 buses and had many people in disbelief of my story, so I found a friend that had one and we set the record straight. Here's what happened.
On our way home from the local Hooters, we met up at a light. He is making weird hand signals to me and I can't stop laughing. Not thinking he was serious about racing me, I decided to put a little wear on the tires. I reved and he reved back. I smiled, reved to 4k. The light turned green and I dumped the clutch. Made tons on racket and smoke. I look over at him and he is actually trying. I let off, then get on it again and leave him! He pulls up next to me shaking his head and I give him one of these
. So, we decide to go from a roll. From a 40 roll, he honks 3 times, I leave him again. I thought maybe he didn't get a good jump, so we try again. This time as he is honking, I am slowing down. By the 3rd honk, my door was at his back bumper. I give him the jump then I get on it and leave him like he wasn't even trying. Needless to say, I tried everything I could to make it an even race, but it just wasn't meant to be. I call him on his cell and all he could do was this
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On our way home from the local Hooters, we met up at a light. He is making weird hand signals to me and I can't stop laughing. Not thinking he was serious about racing me, I decided to put a little wear on the tires. I reved and he reved back. I smiled, reved to 4k. The light turned green and I dumped the clutch. Made tons on racket and smoke. I look over at him and he is actually trying. I let off, then get on it again and leave him! He pulls up next to me shaking his head and I give him one of these

