Just cruising around town tonight and came up short for about an hour...

I was on my way home when i pulled into the gas station to find a Bad

*** '97 C5, i mean this thing was black on black, M6, Chrome C6 wheels, just

bitchen. His mods were the FIPK and B&B exhaust... My mods in sig...

Anyway i followed him to jack in the crack. He went through the drive

through, and i wasn't hungry...but i couldn't resist. I bought my girly fries

just so it looked like i was buying food. We rev'd at each other a few times

before we started chatting. So we pull out, and race.

1st Run: ohhhhh 2nd gear, i pin the needle to red line and shifted

into which i thought was 3rd, ended up being 5th.

2nd Run: 1st gear, 20 roll... we hit it coming up a hill i pulled him

through 1st - 3rd by a 1/2 car until we hit a red light. So we do it again from

a dig... I have no TCS BTY, anyway...

3rd Run: 3 honks and we both roasted our tires...My tires grabbed first

and pulled a car on him, in second he gradually pulled up 1/2 car, but i still

had the lead. In 3rd we kept the same distance and into about 1/2 of 4th

and he was inch by inch pullin beside me as we shut down around the mid-

end 4th. He said "Damn thats a fast ls1", and i said "you too".

I was so damn happy with my car... Any comments welcome

Nothin better than racin next to ur big brother