So Im rolling up to this light and see this Porsche coming up behind me, In my cocky head Im think how would my car compare to the power of a Porsche? Well I think God himself wanted to know too because at the last second the Porsche zooms into the open lane next too me. I know, at least think, I am going to get killed but I wanted to see how I would fair so at the green I take off. I swear he pulled next to me to race but when I took off he delayed a few seconds and I had about a cars to car & 1/2 lengths on him, then I hear his engine roar like no tomorrow. I push even harder on the gas, even though its floored and I am almost red lining every gear just hoping I can look decent next to thins guy. But he never pulls next to me, I can still hear his engine roaring like a beast and I check my rear mirror to see him gaining slightly but he never does and he quits at 90MPH. I was like holy s***! I know I got a small start on him but I totally though he would have eaten me up from behind. So I am slowing down pulling up to the next light and he rolls up on my side of the car and is like "you car is pretty quick!" "Whats inside??" We talk for a quick few seconds, then hes like "you ready?" and rev's his engine. I look ahead of me and the light was green and the people in front were already up ahead a bit. So I look back at him and he drops the clutch and is out. I try to go too but at idle taking off compared to a reving porsche I had no chance. Im proud of my baby though, it held off a 969? Porsche and gots props from him too