I pull up next to him on the highway comin' home from school, and I see a silver ZX2 with the spoiler, he's got a muffler, some rims, and some splashy blue paint. There aren't many people in St. Louis that even do ricer things to escorts, so I wanted to get up next to him and say 'Nice car' or something like that. Anyways, when I get up next to him he floors it and starts to pull away, so I drop from 2k in fourth and throw it in third, easily closing the gap and getting a nose ahead without really even trying that hard. He keeps on it though and so I shift up to fourth, and we're doing about 95 when he finally backs off after I've kept up about a half carlength on him for most of the way. He flips me off and exits off the highway. Sore loser, I guess.