I don't know what's with the 237 on ramp from Lawrence. I have had 3 drag races. One with an older M3, another with a friendly Tesla Roadster, and today, an orange, brand new Camaro SS (4.4 0-60 according to the web).
So I am 2 lanes from the right lane which alone leads to the right ramp in pole position, waiting to do my favorite burn out across 3 lanes, which is my patented driving behavior here on some days. Today, the Camaro shows up with a tattooed young gun in the lane to my right. So I know, that he too, must accelerate very fast, in order to cut in front of the car to the right of his lane. So I chuckle, and wait for the green light. I floor it, leave him one car behind trying desperately to catch up, swing prodigiously to the right, take the sweeping on ramp like a bat out of hell, slow down purposely, he catches up in the lane next to me, and I floor it again, and watch him try to catch up! I had made my point by then, and immediately coasted at 70, while the thoroughly (unmistakably) pissed off driver tries to egg me on for a interstate speed race. Hah!
The entry level Tesla family hauler vs the cream of American muscle. :-)
Thanks Elon, you made my day.