I'm leaving work today minding my own business doing the speed limit when this Jag pulls up on my bumper, whips it around me and then starts to pass me. This arrogant yuppie looks over at me and sneers. This was an older brown convertible Jag. I don't know much about them but I think it said XJ80 or XJ8 on the left side of the trunk and something "8" on the right side. Anyways it looked like a stretched out MG. I speed up to kinda toy with him a little. He gets behind me as the entrance to 150 comes up and I take the ramp in 3rd with him 10ft behind me. As soon as I see it's clear I nail it onto the highway and slow down around 80. He's like 100ft behind me so I slow down so he can catch up. He didn't try very hard so I slowed even further to 55 in a 60. He slowly inches up and when he's at my rear door he guns it. I rev match to 4th and nail it. The guy had no chance. Once I hit 5th he was way behind. I decide to chill and the guy does a ricer fly-by and I swear if looks could kill..I'd be a dead man. Biff wasn't happy I pummeled his Jag. As the exit ramp approaches I'm behind him, we're both running 70ish. As he gets onto the next highway he guns it and actually gets a good jump on me but that didn't last long. Quick ds to 5th and I guess his Jag petered out because I pulled hard on him at around 90. I don't know how powerful that Jag was but I really enjoyed putting this guy in his place ESPECIALLY after the looks this guy had given me.