Last year, I was sitting at a stoplight on the way home from work. I happened to be sitting next to a gold Volvo Turbo Wagon, it wasn't an R (thank God). I looked over and made eye contact with the driver and then looked up to the light. I guess that's a secret motion that a race is about to initiate?...

Since it's a supercharged Benz, the accelerator is a little jumpy and I like to reach the speed limit a.s.a.p. Well, apparently this guy decided to show off this turbo power and I decided to catch up. We reached the speed of 135mph.. which is about as far as my tires will go. But luckily I had an excuse to let him continue on his way. There was a state trooper ahead on a stakeout and my turn was about 150yds ahead so I had to apply brakes like crazy!

I've never had a rush like that, ever. It probably was the best adrenaline rush I'll ever have.

That sounds like my every day commute to work

Cool story, glad you had fun and didn't get pulled over!