i thaught queens ny, had some riceboys but here in brooklyn they are running wild. everyday there is a new ricer ready to be humiliated. this morning was a good one. this guy that actually lives across the street form me has a twin turbo nissan z, not sure what year but defintiley mid 90's. now, i thaught these things could beat the m3 easily but i decided to just see how fast it was. we were at a light and we were checkin each other's cars out. i noticed the exhaust (how can you not when it looks like a small country could fit in the tips). so just before the light goes green he revs it, i do the same. green-gotime. we were neck and neck on 4th ave which is fluttered with lights. i start pullin on him in 2nd and 3rd and by 4th he was 2 car lengths behind. then the redlight comes and i stomp on the brakes. he goes roaring past me blowing the light. he waits for me to catch up with his hazards blinking. so i nail it again after GIVING him a half a length head start. i catch up and -bam- another light. he rolls his window down and says "i wish we didn't have to deal with these damn lights" i said "if there were no lights, you wouldn't have been able to have this conversation" he just smiled and we drove on.