Coming home from work (My racing stories are always "Coming home from work" intro to it because that's when these people come out to play) I was coming up to about 3-2 miles till my exit when I see this car from my mirrors slowly start to come up from behind me. It was an Acura Integra, it was really obvious from it's 4 lights on the front (headlights plus the little 2 lights under that). Guess he was in a hurry, I knew if I kept at my speed (70 mph) he'd just change lanes and pass me, and fly into my lane. I hate ******** like that, so when I saw his car begin to creep into the next lane (No blinker of course, he's in a BIG hurry here!
) I gun it, the engine roars as I almost feel the pistons working on overtime as I see the Acura trying to pass me. After about 3 seconds after I gun it, his car is was falling back like a fat kid running after an ice cream truck on a summer day. Huffing and puffing, the Acura got back into my lane trying to avoid traffic on the other lane. (My lane was clear all the way) I started slowing down for him to catch up and changed lanes so I could see the driver. I guess they were too embarassed because they slowed down even more so I couldn't see them
Oh well, damn ricers.