Ok so there was this one time that I kinda instigated a quasi-street race/challenge. I posted the same story a million years ago on a thread called "kill stories" I think. Anyway, I was following an old tea bucket hot rod through downtown Waycross Georgia on the way back from meeting a contractor in Millwood, with orange car. It looks like a dad driving and his teenage son in the passenger seat. The dad is getting lots of thumbs up and comments as we go down the road but the kid had his nose buried in a cell phone and completely disconnected. I am a few car lengths behind them. At some point the tea bucket stops first at a light and I got the chance to pull up beside it and I warm up the radials a little and dad follows suit. Then we both gun it on green!! Well dad leaves me at the intersection like he had 1000 fewer pounds on him and a big block or something, but that kid put the phone down, was turned around looking back, and grinning from ear to ear.
you're welcome tea-bucket dad wherever you are.