Here we go it is the perfect night. I am driving back home after a long hour and thirty minutes of City Jazz. It is Phoenix Arizona and I it is 8:30. There is a nice cool breeze in the air. I am driving on third street all the way home. There are barely any cars on the road. All the lights are green. Keep in mind 3rd street is just paralell to downtown where all the buildings are on central. I am listening to my favorite song Nelly Number One, with the windows rolled down on my red 96 f-150. I am cruising and I see the buildings slowly swoop by it is the best feeling in the world. ALL of the sudden a green 99 honda civic zooms by... I am all like listen to me you fool you can't ruin my night. Me being a v8 and according to his hub cap types he is a v4 have got to try and race this dude for ruining my relaxing time. Im in the lane next to the left turn and he is two lanes to my right. All of the suddena passat squeks up. I am like ahhh crap not two people to embarrass. So they are all reving their engines and I was like "Hehehe There's the gay denny's" (7th street. and camelback). The lights green when I turn back and their off. I floor it and pass up the passat. Hey its all in the name PASSat. The civic is standard and I am coming up on it. Then he switches into second gear and I hear his intake blast off which I am suprised by. He looked to me like all show and no go. He blasts and I floor it more. My v8 sounds like an f-16. I am just about to pass him up when I realize shiiiiitttt that was my turnnn. Fuck! So I Flip him off just in time to see that he is about 55 years of age and me being a 16 year old teenager the Flipping of the bird is standard. I slow down from 100 to 40 and make a turn at the next road feeling good that I beat the passat and got up to the civic just in time to see the driver was almost 4 times my age. From a viewpoint of Mike Sotelo. Got a perfect night? Feel free to share i'm pretty interested.