Had a guy in a beater ’80s Camaro pull up next to me at a light, giving me the usual shit about Japanese rice rockets and how they don’t hold a candle to America Muscle (FYI, I was driving a modded R1 CYM).

I just smiled, said “We’ll see about that”. The light changed and I smoked him, absolutely whooped his ass to the next light. He pulled up next to me and said, “Gawdam, whatchu got under that hood!?”

I looked over and smiled, and said, “80 cubic inches.” Light changed and I left him sitting there, slack-jawed.