The fastest car that I've ever rode in was my fathers 22' roadster. We were at a light in town that heads out of town and a guy pulled up next to us talking some trash with a Vette. Needless to say when the light changed I felt like someone shot me out of a cannon. He run it up to 8500 and dumped it, and as the street light went over my head the front end was two feet off the ground. I was then looking up at the sky while the car was spinning both tires in a wheelie but tracking to the right. He set it down just as the right tire touched the grass let off for a sec and hit second gear. The front end went to the sky again and this time spinning and going straight. When he got to third he shut it down and waited for the Vette. When we stopped I noticed my arm was burning and I jumped out and wiped off my arm, yes rubber from hanging my arm over the door. No body would leave the light till the smoke cleared, even the Vette. He came by and said he did'nt want any of the **cking thing and that was the fastest car on the street he'd ever seen. I agreed.
