My first race took place a couple months ago when I first got my license. Anyways I was racing a '68 Ford P/U (<-yeah you read that right) with my '94 s10, 2.2 liter stock. We were flying around curves at about 70-75 mph. I was barking gears up to 3rd. I had him beat until the 2 mile straight away. That's when he got up beside me, hit the dixie horn, and off he went....i lost, but it felt quite good.
