So my girl recieves a call this morning from Scott who tells her that he looks forward to beating me. Later that night I meet him at Streetheat and he follows me to Gandy. We line up on the bridge with me on an empty bottle with bottle pressure at a low 800 psi nonetheless we go and I have him by a car till about 115 when his speed limiter kicks in. URFUCT 1-0. So we go to a different spot where we line up again, I finally get the spray working and this time I get him by a car and a half maybe 2 cars. URFUCT 2-0. Later that night when I'm about to leave he asks for one more run. I'm like ok, we go again and this time I get him by a car again. URFUCT 3-0, then before I can come back and race a Mustang twice, and Scotts sitting there ready to go again, I'm like dam'n this guy is determined. Anyways by this time my clutch is fried and on fire, my bottle is near empty with no pressure, and I'm not sure if I even have brakes. Anyways we go again with me having no clutch and he finally gets me by maybe a half a car, "So I'm like can I go home yet"? Anyways at our spot, Neil beat Eric, Scott beat Neil and destroyed the yellow NSX, and I beat Scott, yet I'm the only one that went home with backseats, cold a/c, power everything, and a warranty, while the Bose sound system massaged my back on the way home, which equalls MAXIMUS URFUCTUS!!!! All on a little stock LS1 with a tiny little 100 dry shot. THANKS FOR PLAYING!!!!!