Here is something funny, I have a 1998 Nissan Altima, 82,000 miles.
I leave a toll both yesterday and these three teenagers in a Honda Civic with a big old exhaust tip try and beat me back into the main highway..
I get the jump so i beat them into traffic and as I go by i wave "buh-bye" to them.
Needless to say they get all pissed and proceed to stomp on it...I will admit he owned me until we got to about 100mph when his car starts doing this wierd jerking thing, like he was popping the clutch in and out at top speed...he starts to let off and then I let off and pull up beside him and ask him whats wrong..he asks me if my car is stock, "cause we were doing 105 and you were catching me..." I respond by saying NO..i tricked her out with this neat ass GPS from Garmin...they all break out laughing and we both go our seperate ways...
A side of ricers can be funny.