So recently in my town a dude has brought a 2010 Dodge Challenger R/T. It has full exhaust and a cold air intake, so it makes around 390 HP. I have a 2002 Mustang GT with cold air intake and Magnaflow catback exhaust with and x-pipe, making around 290 HP. He has been talking smack ever since he has gotten his car, and so has all the people in the neighborhood. He has always told me that he is going to catch me on the road one day and today was that day. So Im cruising around seeing what happening and there he was. He flies past me and pulls into a gravel lot cutting donuts trying to showboat. So I go and pull up next to him and there he was talking shit, and he says lets go. So we drive out to the main highway. The first race was from a dig. We start off and he jumps out while I was spinning through 1st and 2nd, but unfortunately I miss 3rd so that race was pointless. We go again from a 40 roll, me in 3rd, three honks and we were off, me pulling off the whole time through 3rd and 4th. I hit 5th at about 120 letting off and his dumbass keeps going like he has won the race, but we had already raced further than a 1/4 mile. So we meet up in the median and he wants to go again. Last race again from a dig, we start and he jumps out me again spinning through 1st and 2nd. He was about a car link and a half in front. I hit 3rd and I blow past him then continued pulling off through 4th. I hit 5th and let off and once again this dumbass didnt know the race was over and continues on even though I flashed my emergency lights, and now he wants to race my friend that owns a 01 Cobra, has he not learned yet??? So to sum it all up a lil BONE STOCK 4.6 GT beat a Big Bad Challenger R/T with a 5.7 Hemi. Mopar guys you cant **** with the stallions !!!
