this was a few nights ago, but never really a race. i was in the car with my friend, waiting outside the house of another friends house. the area is extremely suburban with very short streets. out of no where comes this del sol, dropped as faaar as it can go, with the stock hubcaps painted black to match the car. well were sitting at the corner, and he comes to a stop at the stop sign, puts his blinker on and is halfway through his turn, comes to a COMPLETE stop, sits there for maybe 30 sec, then i see the reverse lights come on. he flys backwards to my window and goes wanna run. i say well 2 things here, first off were in the most suburban neighborhood with the smallest streets. Second, id get to the other end of the street before you're halfway through first. he gets real mad and is just about to get out of his car, but then my friend who were waiting for comes out (pretty well built) the mexican in the sol looks up, gets back in his car and drives away. then later that night i pulled up next to an explorer with the bed. He goes crazy off the line and i dont even bother. he takes a left at the next stop sign, and i follow because im going home. all of a sudden he starts swerving like mad, and stops in the middle of a busy 2 lane road. This pipsquek of a guy jumps out and walks up to my window and just starts yelling at me. stop following me you prick! ill call the cops! and bull****.... damn ppl.