Well, not actually raced... but toyed, maybe.

It was a newer Viper with the big chromies (black convertible), guy had the soft top up, he's riding my passenger side blindspot. He's just cruising and not going anywhere, so I slow down... waiting for him to pass me(out of respect for the 500hp), so he slows down too.. . still in my blind spot. So I slow down even further, he slows down also. So now I'm going ridiculously slow - like 20mph in a Fifty. So I open her UP! ... and get in front of him. So he gets right on my rear bumper, like he was waiting all along. Here I am in AT3 torqueing thru some traffic with a Viper up my ***! Not too clever... I let off the gas and moved to the right lane, catching a glimpse of the big bad Viper flying past me. I knew (and I'm SURE he knew) that I HAD NO CHANCE IN HELL, but it was a pure adrenaline rush anyway. Just thought I'd share my experience with you guys.

 

lol, nice.

 

SICK American muscles

 

that is my dream car. that car is simply ridiculous!