Those of you who know me from Roclife know I (almost) NEVER post in the came/saw/raced sub-forum, but tonight I couldn’t resist adding a little bit of my own story 
I’m driving on XXX heading West to XXX after picking up mahhh Grillzz from Jim (thanks again Proto for the paint work) when this dude in a white pontiac grand-something-or-another w/ blue racing stripes (laffo) pulls a “creative” u-turn in front of me squealing his (front, more laffo) tires. Seeing this, and being bored since the alternator whine has rendered my radio-listening anything but fun, I figure, why not at least pace him and see what’s up. Sure enough, tint, seems like a young guy since I can hardly SEE him since the B pillar is in the way
Well, he thinks it’d be funny to cut me off getting on to the XXX ramp. So to say the least, I GLUED myself to his rear bumper and laughed as he had to lift / almost lost it sideways on the left-hand downhill and then proceeded to stay on the gas and pass him on the inside/right lane. Bad. Like as in standing still FWD FTL.
He caught up and tried to get me to do highway pulls, but uh, sorry kid, stock M20 = t3h slow, I was plenty satisfied to rape you in the corners 