Last night(or early this morning)at about 3:15 a.m., I was on my way home from a party and I'm driving right through the main drag on my way home and not a car in sight.I come up over a little hill to the last stoplight before you get out of town and I pull up next to a 2001 Black Cobra. The driver immediately revs his car several times. I give him a smile and let my straight H-Pipe roar. The light turns green and we both slightly blaze the tires, To his surprise I pull ahead by a car length as I put down about 4 foot of rubber shifting into 2nd as we go screaming across the bridge crossing the Illinois River, and not another car in sight. We both keep on it and I'm still ahead by a little more than a car length as I shifted into 4th gear and then I had to come to a quick halt to get on the exit ramp as my body was still shaking from the adrenaline rush. The driver followed me to a nearby gas station and it turned out that he was an old co-worker of mine and wanted to know exactly what the Bullitt was. He said he was going to go home and start planning some mods to his car in case we meet again. He was completely overwhelmed with the Bullitt. The mods I have made to #4816 have definitely been worth it.