So Im minding my own beeswax one fine thursday afternoon when out of nowhere (actually the right lane) a Chrysler Crotchfire pulls up along side of me. Glancing over to see the middle aged divorcee on her way to the local watering hole I was dumbfounded to find a couple of thirtysomethings with neckties and clean haircuts. They gazed upon me with that we are homosexuals look on their faces as I started to laugh as they slowly passed me to find a stealership plate stuck on the car. Imagine my suprise! I manuvered around some traffic and pulled into third at about 3800 rpm. Now midway through third and alongside of them I shook my head in disbelief and the guy hit it. He took me by suprise again. He pulled about a 1/2 car by the time I reacted and slowly and nailed it also. The Cobra took after and I passed him aproaching 6000rpm. That must have sounded cool. I shifted and stayed about a 1-1/2 to 3 cars ahead of him through 100mph. That was it for racing as we came up to more traffic. I followed him for a while I really wanted to go from a dig but no luck.