At the dinner on the ground following the service my other bro in law (who's my age and LOVES muscle cars) were talking when we heard a really low rumbling sexy soundinig engine. We turned to see my nephew (22 y/o living with his mom and dad) pull up in a brand spanking new Camaro. After we finished eating, Sammy and I were admiring it and sitting in it and salavating, when Matt looked out the 2nd floor window and said you boys don't be leaning on it or anything. I hollered up, just toss down the keys. A moment later he comes out the door and hands the keys to Sammy. We took off. In just a sec we were going 65 and he hadn't even got outta 3rd yet. (6 on the floor). 440 horses and it would fly! We got back and Sammy told Matt "I expected it to be a little stronger." Matt said, hell you didn't even put it in Launch Mode. Turns out you gotta hit some buttons or push the pedals just right to get it in that mode. Oh well... like I said my work is caught up and I had a big old Mt Dew w/ lunch.