...for forgetting that I am no longer boosted and invencible against normal cars.

The scenerio:

New Nissan v8 Titan v. me. I was out doing some last minute shopping (I needed some tissue paper for a present) for my brother's GF @ 3am and on my way home. I don't know how, but I forgot totally that I am not a boosted badass like I was merely days earlier. It was easy to do since I am tired and staring at the same dash/gauges as my previous ride, only with a louder exhaust note due to lack of the best muffler ever created by man: a turbo. Moving on, a Nissan Titan v8 pickup pulls up next to me, slips it into neutral and revs at me. A FHP officer has someone pulled over and I make it clear I am not going to run with over-stated hand jestures towards the blatantly obvious blue lights and blue strobes flashing off to the side of the road. He dips out once the light turns green anyway. Forgetting that I am more than 100 hp down from my last S13, I try him at the next red light. I don't know this car all that well and clusterfuck the launch. My salad gets tossed through first gear. Second gear might as well be hari-kari on my account as the v8 pulls Riverview doublewides on me.

Final thoughts? Craig should learn his new car and obtain boost or just bow out when anything more powerful than a Chrysler Town n' Country challenges him to a stoplight duel. Had this been my old car, I would have made this japanese cowboy look like a race between a riding lawnmower and a nitro burning rail dragster. That shows me up for not knowing my own car's capabilities I guess. Day 2 of new car ownership has been harsh acceleration wise, but hot damn, I feel like a drift hero with the way this car is set up right now.

Cliffs notes: I lost, I let myself down, I don't know my car, it goes sideways really well.