So it's sunday, I had ten bucks in my wallet and figured I could afford the gas to drive out to the country and play a bit on the backroads. So I cruised around for awhile about fifteen minutes, going semi-fast, but no where near the full capability that the car can. Any who, I made it to the end of the particular road I was on and it T's into a major intersection. I turned around on the mcdonalds parking lot and as I was pulling back out and there it was. WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH *Screaching tires* A 2000ish Silver cavalier, carbon fiber hood, big arse wing, and loud as bejebus. I pulled out normally and he caught up and started tail gating me. So I decided to play cat and mouse. He was doing everything to keep up with me it was so funny. I wasn't even going hard on acceleration, just on the actual cornering. 3 miles down the road he finally caught me, after I had pulled into the gas station for a soda. He just kept driving, wouldn't look at me.
I didn't cross the middle line once, I shutter to think how many cars he endangered trying to keep up with me though.
Road Race Versus a Cavalier 
