So there I am, driving down a one lane road, going about five over the speed limit (45mph). I see a cop with its lights flashing on the right hand side with someone pulled over down the road so I slow down. I look in my review and this jerkoff in an old Prelude is riding my rear. I can't even see his blue headlights he is that close. So, I slow down some more (one lane road, no where to go....). The road eventually breaks into a two-lane at a traffic light and shortly after the light returns to the one lane. So, he pulls up on my right and I can hear the fart can emitting its usual ass-like noises and his blue head lights are blazing away. This was the old boxy style, late 80's, very early 90's is my guess. So the light is about to turn green and I wasnt even paying attention (I dont race, ever) and he guns it, so, gut reaction, I gun it too. I caught up to his door and stayed even for about 100 feet. I coudln't believe it. I wish I could have gotten the jump on him cause I would have actually beat him. I had to let off the gas cause the lane was merging, but I was actually gaining on him at that point. And the sad part was he was REALLY trying. I could hear his car working its ricer butt off. Then I put my brights on for a few seconds and slowed down to the speed limit. I realize this isn't much of a story, but I figure you all would appreciate the fact that a 4 cylinder truck damn near beat a ricer. Yay for me......::sigh::