So there I am sitting at the stop light in my stock 95 Si Prelude (5sp H23)on my way to the local sports bar to have a couple drinks with my buds last night. I look to my right and there is some 18 year old kid in a Jeep Grand Cherokee no biggie. The light turns I start moving and he guns it, so I take the fraction of a second to look down the road...as expected, it is clear, being that it is a low traffic road. So I gun it and proceed to smoke the kid, no reason to let him think that he could take me in an SUV. Well now it is clear he has been whooped and at the same time a pickup is turning on to the road way ahead of us in front of the Jeep. So between the trucks presence and the fact that this pissing contest had already crowned a victor, I let off the gas. Well the moron in the Jeep whips by me and is too busy staring at me to gloat that he doesn't see the big yellow pickup in front of him. Luckily the kid hits the brakes just in time and I mean just in time to not hit this other poor dude. Then when I pull up to the Jeep he yells at me!?! So I politely give the biggest smile my face can produce, put my hand to my face, give him the bird and fly away.