I was driving my 1997 850R on Pacific hwy downtown Tacoma one evening when at a stop light a newer model gold Accord pulled next to me. It was a young punk so i knew he wanted action. He was revving his v6 accord with a loud muffler. When light turned green I shot ahead quickly pulling away really fast, he became distant in mirrors. When he caught up he said with a big grin, no one has ever pulled away from him like that. Somehow I was not surprised. He then turned and let me on my way. It was my second race. The first was against a Mitsubisi Eclipse, No match at all. I don't go looking for races, but when taunted I oblidge them and take in their surprised looks when my 4dr sedan slams their fancy rice burners.