About a year ago, I somehow got conned into driving up there by some friends. I was leaving after debriefing post money race with a 300Z (which we did a few miles away on the interstate). I pulled up to an intersection with a few squad cars and maybe a dozen cops on foot all over the place... and next to me rolls up this burnt orange WS6 blackbird. Obviously, with all the cops there I barely crawled through the intersection but this guy drag launches next to me. I figure, what a f*cking idiot... when I came back through there maybe an hour later I get pulled over for "drag racing" and the cops are telling me they intend to impound and sieze (keep!) my car. They also pulled over some other guy in a WS6 (a different one, of course) and accused him of drag racing as well. It turned out later the guy in the WS6 was an under cover cop, and the car was one they siezed from someone else in a similarly retarded fashion. Lucky I managed to talk my way out of it, but based on the distinctive sound of my car (open downpipe supra with PFNYC headers) and how familiar the police are with that sound now, there is no way I would have come back to that f*cking place again!