one of my greatest track experiences was getting WASTED by a viper.

He ran a 10.8 @ 140+ ... I ran a 15.6 @ 88... I was stock and was my second official drag experience. I wish I hadn't lost the timeslip, it was in very faint ink and got thrown away with other misc. crap.

I literally got blown off the track. Even with my music blasting, my entire cabin was filled with this indescribeable roar of one PISSED OFF v10. I nearly crapped my pants. I still had the best view in the house, as I was just around the 1/8 mark when he lit up the scoreboard.