Took a little road trip this past weekend and ran into a couple a cars that wanted to run. First up an LS1 Camaro. We played a little on I-94 on the east side of Chicago in traffic, then when things cleared he rolled down the window and yelled "i'm outta gas!" Ugh. I'd rather walk to the gas station than have to yell that. Beat up on a riced out Celica and a Civic in Wisconsin before heading back through Chicago and finding a BMW M3. I pulled up next to him and piped him. He did a fly by and I ran him down. When we finally got a straight clear shot at it we ran. I waited for him to jump and to my surprise he was able to keep me at his rear wheel to about 130. I gained on him a bit every time he shifted, but I was impressed. It was last years M3, and my truck is still stock. It made the trip a bit more enjoyable... especially after driving to Green Bay to see the Lions get their asses handed to them.