I'm on my way to work in the morning and heading down the freeway when a lime green metalflake mustang starts riding my rear bumper. Not knowing what it was, I pressed on a bit harder thinking he'd keep riding me and we'd be off. No, he backed off... so I settled back to a nice 80 MPH cruising speed. Soon enough though, he was back on my ***! This time I wanted to see if he was for real so I slowed until I was behind him and fell in step with him. Then I saw the truth, he didn't back off, he just couldn't keep up! It was a V6!!! And the funny thing is, the guy kept coming!!! It was hilarious. I'd settle into a nice cruising speed, he'd start riding my ***, I'd nail the throttle and accelerate through to about 110 leaving him behind, calm down and slow down, and sure 'nuff he'd eventually catch up and start riding my *** again! Finally my exit came and I left after a friendly wave... it wasn't much of a challenge but at least it made the drive to work more enjoyable.

Now why oh why couldn't it have been a cobra??