Went out to do an errand today. Sun came out so I decided to take "Old Jack" that's what I call my Bullitt,in honor of my father. He's 92 and laid up in bed 24/7 so he can't go for a ride in the Bullitt. I'm coming up to a red light and a guy in a brand new Ford F-150 is sitting in the left lane. I'm waiting for the light to change and the guy in the truck starts to rev his engine. I look over to see if it's a Lightning or some other form of unbridled horsepower, because I really didn't take much notice of him when I first pulled up. No,itlooks like a plain ole F-150 in Dark Green Metallic. So I said what the hell I could use some excitement today. The light changes and he floors it. Aha the fun begins says I. He has a small lead on me so I rev 1st gear to 5500,then hit 2nd gear.By the time I rev out 2nd I'm about 1 car lengths ahead of him, but he still wants more. He's still coming up fast. When I finished third gear I needed a telescope to see him in the rear view mirror. I started to run out of road so I slowed down to a more respectable speed. I wish it had been more of a challenge, but you have to take what the Racing Gods give you I guess, even if its some Jersey Wacko,who watches too much Speedvision, in a F-150 pickup. BlackBullitt#1768