So yeah, it was me. Other fun details are it was a black area and I went to show my friend who was an older black gentleman, but I'm so white it would hurt your eyes to look at me on a sunny day. The cops asked if I was down there for a drug thing, searched the car and said the two of us are an odd pairing, was I speeding because I realized where I was and wanted to get out of town? While being questioned one of the cops who seemed to want to compensate for his lack of height made a point of asking the main officer if he can tow my car, probably wanting a reaction, so I didn't sell it.
I explained that he is my friend, who I know from the race track, I just got the Stang and got carried away since 3 days ago I was driving a 1981 Accord. He let us go and told me do that in my part of town, not his.
About 10 mins later while talking to my friend in front of his house one of the cops comes back, lights up and siren. We jump and then he gets on the PA "Hey, hey! Wanna race?!?!?" and they drive off laughing.