On my way to work this morning and I was doing the speed limit down a wide 4-way street. I see up ahead a white Cobra slowing down for the railroad crossings and zig-zagging from right lane to left lane and back and maybe going about 10mph, crossing them diagonally. I almost caught up to him and I see him look in his mirror and stand on it and row the gears up to what I would guess 60mph. I kept my speed and thought I didn't want to get near this idiot. I am about 30 yards from the stop light to turn left and he darts over into the turning lane in front of me. No turn signal. Arrow goes green and he turns and gets into the right lane so I go for the left. He cuts left and slows way down from 25 so I get into the right lane. As soon as I am next to him I hear him grind it into a lower gear and stand on it. I buried my right foot and shot past him by about 6 cars at 21psi. I slow back down to the 45mph and just cruise it to the convenience store for my morning burrito. He finally drives by as I am shutting my door and revs the hell out of his car. I guess it is a kill since he tried and then had to throw a ricer rev as I am parked. 
No signs of oil inside of hose or pipe. Clamp was still "tight". Weird...
