I was driving my dad's chipped F-350 crewcab with a 7.3L Powerstroke and auto one night last week, and I was sittin at a light on a four lane road. this noisey civic pulls up beside and starts showin off, revvin his less-than-a-bottle-of-coke motor, and I just started laughing. I guess they didn't figure on a truck tossin revs back. I dropped it into low, then loaded up the boost and torque converter. the light goes green, I let the brake off, let the truck get up to a speed where standing on it wouldn't blow the tires away, then flattened the throttle. I manually shifted into second, let it go till it didn't pull no more, then dropped it in drive, not once seeing the civic, even out of the corner of my eyes. I guess he made it close enough to my blind spot before I blew through the next intersection. my buddy who I was going to meet, who has the twin turbo wankel out of an RX7 in a B2200 truck, thought that that was the sickest sounding race I've ever been in. I had to buff the rubber off the quarters before i got home tho
