So I'm heading down to the gas station and I have this brand new, dealer tagged, 650i zip up on me. Middle-aged dude thinking he owns the road in his $72,000 car. As luck always has it, next light turns red and we're on the line. He starts to creep up on it a little and I can tell this guy just wants a beating. Light flips green and we both lay it on the floor. Off the line he barely sticks with me and then, whoops, see ya buddy. We get to the next light, (of course red again), and I see him look over at the L like, "WTF?!?!" He may have me as far as luxury goes, but he got his a$$ handed to him...by a truck!:banana: