Last night as my fiance and I were coming home from her moms house I get the golden opportunity to line up against one of Brandons finest APC supporters...a metallic red teg GSR complete with the big mouth billy bass front end deer antlers and the carbon fiber Altezzas. I have seen this car numerous times around my apartment and have always wanted to be his daddy. This red light was my chance. I come camming up to the light with the car shaking and just dead set stare over at him. He flexes...I think. Couldnt hear much over my car but I faintly heard intake so I know he must have had some serious power lurking beneith that hood. My fiance asks if I am gonna run him and of course the answer would be nothing but yes. I get my game face on as I prepare for the light change. His revs come up (or the A/C compressor clutch was bad) and the light changes green. He manages to stay beside me halfway through the intersection but that quickly changes as I rail him in front of his buddy riding shotgun. In seconds he is a speck of purple neons and blue/hyperwhite lights in my rearview. Of course he got the hazzards for his efforts.

Sad part is he also lost to a new bodystyle Eclipse Spyder after that.