this morning on the way to church, I was on a 2 lane road and noticed a late-80'd, early-90's Porsche a few cars ahead. When the road turned into a 4 lane, I started going through traffic to catch up to it to get a closer look, I noticed it was an older guy driving and when I got next to him, he sped up and so I got next to him again and he did it again. then i was like "ho ####, this old dude wants to race me!!!!" So i get up next to him at a red light, and as soon as it goes green we both fly off the line screaming. We took it to about 80-85 mph when we quit it, and got in the lane on the other side of me to turn, he honked and waved. I can't believe I stayed even with him the whole time, I was amazed at my car. I had a huge smile on my face for like the next 10 miles. Before you start hating: remember I was in MY car (the 64 1/2).