I dogged an RX8 in a rental BRZ, not an easy kill, but doable if you are on your game.
I had an R35 GT-R pull up next to me about two months ago. I checked his car out, I know it, he lives a few blocks away. Light goes green and he takes off! WTF? I tried to chase, but it was futile. It would have been futile even if I had realized he wanted to run. What, 500HP, AWD, twin clutch playstation transmission and performance figures that make Porsches get nervous, WTF did he think I was going to try?
I know something he doesn't know, though. My little BRZ has a big brother. He is also called GT-R and while nowhere near as refined and technological as an R35, it's got a big stick going back in the engine bay and he will be looking to smack a bully upside his head for being mean to his little brother.
Little BRZ makes endless runs to Nissan, to the Post Office and to the shop supporting the build, GT-R owes him a scalp.
