This isnt much of a kill story, but i thought it was funny. I have a 97tsi, 6 bolt, forged internals, cams, ported 20g, meth inection, few other things. Its about 12 at night and im on my way home. I meet up with my friend at a WaWa parking lot realy quick, when a brand new 09 mustang gt pulls in. I used to be a mustang owner so i glanced and when he got out i said "things beautiful man" he looks at my car and says "thats cute". I was just like ok, whatever no biggie, and then as this happens, his im guessing girlfriend gets out of the car and walks in behind him, lets just say she was very very good looking. So as i leave, he lefts behind me, drifting out of the parking lot and almost loosing it. I turn on a major road in my town that is 2 lanes each way, he pulls up and says "my engine ways more than your car". I laughed and said "that sucks". He tells me 40 roll and i happily agree, brake boosting in meth injection at 20lbs out of 26lbs. He honks 3 times even tho he takes off at 2, and im guessing he was a horrible driver because at the end of 3rd gear i must have been atleast 6 or 7 cars ahead, the light in front of me turns yellow so i slow down and stop, he pulls up, looks at me, i tell him "thats a cute car, why dont you let your girl drive, she will probably drive it better" Light turns green and i turn onto my road with a smile.