So I live in Surburan Ohio, not to many cool cars out here. Theres a coupl othr mk3s running around and one or two mk4s. Mostly rice ans 'stangs tho. So last week, I'm crusing down by the strip mall with my two cousins in the car. We pull up at a stop light next to an 89 Civic Hatch. Dude looks over and starts reving his little fart can exhaust. I respond with a long rev to 6500rpms. My exhaust is pretty loud (pacesetter headers, meagan racing cat, megan racing cat back). Someone in a car behind us actually telled at the civic saynig "you dont have a chance". The ligth turned green and we both took off. I had a good 3 or 4 lenghts on him by the end of first gear. By third, I could barely see him in the rearview.