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Driving up the parkway next to the tollroad today I notice a white later model Mustang GT ahead of me. He's weaving in and out of traffic, punching the gas abruptly, and acting kinda silly. Hey, typical Mustang guy. The weather was chilly today, about 30 degrees, crisp and dry, and the S4 was really liking it. I decided to go have fun, so I swiftly caught up to him as we came to a stoplight. This section of the parkway has long sections of flat road with no buildings or intersections ahead - it's a nice quick area to open it up. There where two cars next to him, he was in the middle, the first at the intersection, with me directly behind. I figured he'd probably do what he had been doing, take off at a normal speed, then punch it once he got to around 25-35MPH. He had been doing this off and on a few lights now. I climb up and into 2nd slowly, anticipating "the romping" to come any time now. I wind second up into about the 3K range or so - perfect for a quick turbo spool up and that like freight train acceleration we grow to love as UrS owners. Right about this time, two black puffs of quick smoke come out of the GT's tailpipes, and I know he's gunning to get me off of his ***. Before I can react, he's easily a four car lengths ahead of me, and I drop the pedal down. The instant rush we all love happens, and I quickly rocket up to him. I can hear the 4.6, and it's screaming its head off. I go into third and gain on him so fast, I nearly lost focus and damn near rear ended him. I guess I didn't think I could gain on him that fast. I slapped the brake quickly and backed off, by this time I was still in third, but the motor was screaming. I'd assume I was up around 6K, but didn't look at the tach or the speed I was going - it was fast enough though. The Mustang at this time gained a few car lengths from my quick brake slap, and I quickly dropped it down again, catching up to him, once more, while he was under full acceleration. This time I quickly made a move into the left hand lane (3 lane parkway) and crept to about the rear of his door, when the light way ahead of us turned red. I braked quickly, and slowed down way behind him. When we got to the light, he was already beginning to turn right, while I was going strait. He stopped, rolled his window down, and crain-necked out the window to get a good look at my car. It looked as though he had just been dressed up like a schoolgirl and slapped around for awhile. I looked at him with a huge smile on my face and just shook my head left to right thinking.........owned. Heh. I felt good the rest of the day.

NotCrapple

killed a (probably modified) Prowler. i looked up the specs, it shouldnt be that fast...although they are pretty light.

anyway...i killed him 3 stoplights straight 0-60 (on a 25mph street late at night)...pull up at the 4th light, roll down the window, and say "so...you ever been whooped by a station wagon before?" he just shook his head. it felt good.

oh...and the best part...my new girl was actually cheering me on. any one of my ex's would have had my head...but this one was all like "YEAH! THAT WAS GREAT!" :-D

GT500R

like what you did with your sig.

repeater

"Yeah, that *** whoppin might have been worse, but I did leave those groceries in the back."

Stage-3-Emre

No more rocket girl?

NotCrapple

**** 'er

repeater

Sounds bitter.

AntiSocial

bully.

repeater

Dude, that chicks *** in your sig hooks me for like 2 minutes at a time.

AntiSocial

respect the sig. ;-P