Seriously. It was turning out to be a bad morning, I was working on a home project and I put a little to much force behind a screwdriver, it slipped and took a chunk out of my finger, and pretty much fawked my project. I was pissed. I decided to take a break and run my bi-weekly bag of trial size stuff to the wife and daughter's church, to be packed and sent to the troops overseas. On the way I pull up next to a Taurus full of 15-16 year old jailbait cuties. They looked over and start giving me thumbs up and peace signs... A couple in the back were grinning and waving, checking out the Hawk. One gave me the sign to light 'em up. I clicked off traction control and when the light turned green I obliged. Spun through first and most of second, catching traction just before shifting and getting a chirp off third. The Loudmouth exhaust was screaming and I didn't shut down until I hit 100, a little under 13 seconds or so later. They caught up to me at the next light, and were all wide eyed and giving me thumbs up. Completely made my day.