:driving: It was last summer friday night. I was on my way home from work 10 p.m or so. I stopped at a red light on what the high schooler's would call the drag strip (down town main street). I'm sitting there waiting for the light to change green when this little red Honda (Lighted ground effects, pilliar guages, loud exhaust ex.....)I'm sitting in the inside through lane he pulls up next to me (right side) middle through lane. The guy in the Hotrod Honda wants to race a older Camaro that pulled up on his right side (3 lanes). The guy in the Honda starts to inch foreward so he could see the light begin to change. The only problem is he can't see because there's a big jacked-up truck blocking his view. He started to get fustrated reving his motor looking right at me (like he was going to blow the doors off my ride) when the light changed. Anyway its now a 3 way Duramax vs. Honda vs. Camaro. Keep in mind now this Camaro is no sloutch its got a croul induction hood and don't sound bad either. I'm thinking this is no time to get your a$$ handed to me. I put the transfer case in the ATS C0-pilot to race and lock and started to build boost. At this point I could see that the guy in the Camaro could see that I was serious. As the light started to change I could feel the truck wanting to push through the brakes. It changed green I let it eat and the truck all but jumped a full truck length in from of the Honda I glanced into the mirror just in time to see the driver window meet my exhaust 5" at least 55 psi boost and saw both the driver ball cap and his passenger cap get blow out the passenger side window. I started to laugh and as I looked back I could see them stop to run back to get their hats out of the intersection. Still laughing that Camaro caught up to me giving me a thumbs up laughing harder than me.