My husband would never drag race me on a track. He knows his precious Speed would lose, and he's not interested in proving it. And he's a big fan of the Z, too, so there's really no need. But I can't deny that when I drive his Speed, it just feels crazy fast. Almost hard to keep on the road fast.
But, let's go back a little. Forget about a launch.
Say you're on the track next to a brand new stock automatic Chevy Malibu. Say, rule is you can't touch the gas until the flag comes down. Theoretically, the Malibu driver is going to stomp that pedal and you hit the gas and let out the clutch. Even if you're really good, it's going to be him off the line first, easy, and then it will be neck and neck, probably him ahead, until you're in high RMPs in 2nd. Then you win.
That's what I'm saying.
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