The street in to work is somewhat of a racetrack. I was behind a guy with a Subaru STI one day and decided to see how well I could pace him. While I of course had nothing on his acceleration I found I could hit speedbumps at least twice as fast as he did and my willingness to throw my 240D into 90degree turns at speed made me quite competitive.
As in so many things, it's not so much what you've got but what you do with it...
My brother raced dirt bikes at one time. Can you guess what happened one time we all (siblings & cousins) went to the go-kart racetrack? He won every time. Handily. Didn't seem to matter which pig he got stuck with. -- Jim
