Bad night @ the track in a way. I was running .2 slower than I usually do. I was there trying to make the 13's. There was a guy in a stock 91' stang next to me my first race. It was bad. He ran like a 15.6 and I ran 14.22(terrible). But, the look on his face was priceless when I destroyed him. Left the track and went back into town. A fairly nice looking Iroc pulls up next to me with a chick driving and the boyfriend riding shotgun. I thought no way, not with a chick driving. Light turned green and she started to go so I punched it and killed her. Hey, I know it was a chick, but, come on you would have done it too.