So driving home from a certin place at 130am, i was along side this chevy truck for some time driving through the city and ended up on the hwy. I dont know if he was watchin me the whole time, but what started it for me was at one intersection in the city turning left, he was in front of me. I came to the turn and desided to hit the gas and got sideways on a dry road for a few secs then straighten out. slowly caught up to him and punched it. I dont know why i did it but it was like spur of the moment of power rush in me. backed off and we just cruised along till we got to the loop and hwy intersection. went through it and got some miles down till the lights faded away. He has been behind me the whole time by that point. Gets along side me, going about 55ish, both of us, then he like punches it a few times to get my attention and the truck language showed that he wanted to race. So, i floored it and he did too. we were neck to neck for a mile or two. got up to 95ish mph in a 55 zone. then either i was slowly getting farther than him or he started to back off towards the end. i hit the brakes on and off to slow down and he just stayed way behind me. i mean he really backed off. and stayed like that for the remainding drive till he either turn to a cr road many miles later.
but i was happy. truck responded well and i havent really had this happen to me till now. it wasnt much from all the other kill stories ive read but i thought this was a good start. had a smile on my face too.