I was headed home down an open 4-laner and my car was running bad. It was missing like crazy and the tach was jumping around a lot. I figured the points took a crap (yes, I still have them, unfortunately) and this guy flys by me in a '66? LeMans vert. He slowed down after he got by and kept checking his mirror. I sped up, got beside him and nodded, and we nailed it. My car started bucking and farting and as fate would have it, cleared out and flew past him. I let off around 115, I was so proud of that little 289!:eyepoppin I stopped at the parts store and got new points and condenser and she's back to normal. That was fun!!!