I'm going to post an old story but a good one. This happened back when I was an undergrad. My then roomate came home with a MB 240D. It had a 2.4L NA diesel (72hp) with a 5sp transmission. Oh, and it had 285k on the clock. So, he tells me how cool the car is, and wants me to drive it. I do, and during the leisurely stroll that was being passed off as motoring, I mentioned it was lacking pep. He immediately told me that my car wasn't really any sort of a german car and was better, faster and cooler in all respects. The gaultlet had been thrown.... So, we met up at the old airport runway and lined up for a drag. Up and back was the course. We clattered, we revved, and then we launched in a cloud of smoke. I made it to the north end and turned around before he got there, and stopped at the south end, got out, and waved by the time he finished.