Ok I didn't know where to put this story so im like ill just throw it on here.
My 'trac has been slowly recovering with a few tasty mods (new rims, full exhaust, 14psi) yum. so I took it out for a spin around the block to grab some grub when I notice a rally blueish looking 00-02 mustang with huge nasty chrome rims and HIDs tailing me kinda aggresively. So on the next uphill that we turn on, I floor it and im not gunna lie it felp bomb going that fast on an uphill. I see that I pretty much looked like a douche and layed off but i see in my rear view this 'stang. and he blows right by me like a mad man. So I'm like ok, lets play =]. at the next light we line up. and I have my foot feathering the throttle and already in gear seeing if this guy takes off.
As soon as the light turns green. I wait for him to make his move and I hear him revv his shit and im ready to roll but all of a sudden i heard a loud. KAAAH! and a loud whirrling sound. and he immediately pulls over with his hazards on. I flip a bitch and pull up behind him to see if he needed any help.
I ask what happ and he says that his car doesnt wanna go into gear. I check inside his car and see that its an automatic and kinda laugh to myself. I shake his hand and give him the best of luck and take off.
Silly mustang, launches are for all-tracs.
end of story.