So I'm lined up at a light with some Harley Davidson. I have no clue which kind it is. They all look the same to me. I'm in the right lane (CLK55) and he's in the left, both going straight. Light turns green and I push the throttle about half way. He goes for it. His motor is screaming. Loud as hell, just like all those bikes. So I hammer it and he stays just behind my rear bumper until I catch a damn minivan in my lane which forces me to brake pretty hard. I'm not able to pull into the left lane because Harley dude is still at my bumper. Didn't feel like killing the dude literally. I have to give him credit....he tried like hell and kept up fairly well. So I'm guessing those things are somewhat fast. I have to assume he was WOT because that bike sounded like it was working hard. I'm just glad it wasn't some rice burner that would've smoked my ***.
Side note: Before this race I had some fun with a brand new (C6?) Z06. We were next to each other in a two lane road (Route 6) with heavy traffic all around us. Once a bit of an opening showed, I gassed it then he gassed it...holy crap! He could've eaten me for breakfast and lunch. I gave the thimbs up and so did he. Cool guy. He knew he had me. LOL