I was the flame red 05 at the light. You were the silver SRT-4 turning left into the walmart plaza. I revved and waved, but I'm not sure if you saw me.
On the other hand, I know the idiot ricer in the sentra SE-R thought I was revving at him. When the light turned green, he revved and dropped the clutch, peeling out. I just took off from an idle, feathering the clutch and first a little for a decent launch and RAPED his ass. It was so funny, looking back as he was peeling out, barely moving, while I was already a car length away. By the time I made it to the next light, he was a long ways back. Silly ricers...
