I turn off of a side street onto a main two lane interstate and i see a red boxter ahead of me slowing down for the light thats tuning red. I pull up on his right and look over at a middle age guy doing the driving. I look at him and nod and he revs on me So i smile and look ahead to watch the light. We go green and i get a perfect launch, the kind where the tires are just barly chirping and at the edge of blowing away. I only gain about a fender on him through 1st and here i go...I bump the rev limiter I need stage 2 bad. He jumps about a half a car on me from the time im able get my head outa my ass and get into 2nd gear. I manage to slowly pull back to where i was ahead by a fender and he just lets off . Im like WTF! Theres nobody around but us, lots of room still and he wont even look at me anymore. He ended up turning off a few miles down the road and getting all over it when he was heading away from me Oh well i guess i made him mad