Mine was when I first got the car. I was out driving around when I had a early to mid 90s Camaro pull along side me and drop to 2nd or so. It was an auto. It had some bad sticker/graphic on the rocker panel and some Burt Reynolds styled louvers on the rear window. He lines up beside me at the next light. It's very late at night and the area I live in isn't exactly a metropolis. Light turns green and he's off. I was in neutral. DOH. I catch him in 2nd and then shift to 5th instead of 3rd. I'm flooring it in 5th thinking....ok, when's the boost going to kicking in. Camaro checked out. I turned around and went home. I later told my wife who laughed at me. Both for racing, and then for losing to some date rapist who was probably on his way to taco bell with Van a Halen cranked.
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