Somebody in a similar truck to mine (I think it was a S-10) wanted to race me at Huebner and Fredericksburg one day, so I revved my engine, made sure he saw my arm moving the gears, turned up my music and when the light changed, I drove normally while he blew out fast (for a light truck) and burned his tires.
He didn't see the SAPD vehicle that was four cars behind us in the turning lane (to go left on Fredericksburg).
The cop got him at about Louis Pasteur or Ewing Halsell (whichever the street is where the Spurs practice facility is off of).

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