so i'm cruisin along on the highway the other night, comin home from work, when this queer in a for escort zx2 approaches. i could see his fake blue hid healights swerving in and out of traffic a ways back, and he finall caught up with me and rode my ass for a while. he finally swerved over next to me and looked over at me. btw, he had a body kit installed, probably DIY because it was crooked as hell, and it was kind of loud so im guessing either a bolt-on muffler or just an exhaust leak. (i couldnt really see, it was dark). anyway, he looked over at me, got on the gas and let off a couple times, while i had a good chuckle. he hit the gas hard (i heard his leak) and thought he was pulling away. thats when i downshifted to fourth (unnecessarily) and really embarrased him. he was sowned: .ahhh yea, monday night street racing, good times.