Once again out on 83. It was around 11:30 PM, when this guy in a Scion tC pulled up next to me. I have my music blasting (Symphony X FTW) and he rolled down his window, revved his motor, and laughed. He put a fart cannon on it, so it had that signature rice-a-roni sound to it. I smile and roll up my windows, and turn off my traction control. The light goes green, and I hear him dump the clutch. He spun his tires a bit, while I just bit hard onto the road. His car was ****ing loud, I had my windows up, and my music at a decent level, and I could still hear the scream from his four banger. I got about a car length and a half away from him. Now, my speed limiter was recently removed, and GAGT's have been known to top out at around 138mph in stock form. I got as far as 120mph on the deserted road, and I can hear him slowly hitting his rev-limiter. LULZ. When I see the next red light, I start to slow down, so does he. He rolls down his window and asks, "Dude, what did you do that Pontiac?" I laugh and say, "Other than a K&N filter...nothing!" His jaw dropped, as I can tell he invested a bit of money into his Scion, that just got beat by a pretty much stock Grand Am GT. The re-programmed CPU is a secret though.