I also f**k up the launch. I seemingly *forgot* we were going uphill so I only revved a small amount (maybe 2500) and I let the clutch out too fast and the car bogged for a second. By 60 he had like 3-4 carlengths on me, so it wasn't that bad a loss. I fully expected him to get like 6-8 lengths on me, I used to have that car (well the badge-engineered fraternal twin of it) and I remember how fast it was.
I caught him, did the ever-so-popular ricer flyby, and proceeded to try and outrun him in the twisties (this road is crazy it starts out straight then it has a shitton of curves). He actually stayed with me pretty well. I didn't push it even close to 100% because that road's not banked very well and I didn't want to die tonight.
Its not that bad considering I could barely shift. My clutch was having trouble disengaging and my transmission wasn't warm yet, so 3rd gear synchro didn't want to work.
It was fun though
