I thought this story was pretty funny,
On my way to work this morning this hard core biker type (leather vest, long hair, Harley Davison Motorcycle, etc) gets on my bumber. So I down shift into second and punch it, and I slowly pull ahead of him and politely move over. He then races by me. I was like Ok, he must be in a hurry.
Well he happens to get caught at the next light. So I slowly pull up next to him at the light. He is consantly revving his engine at me. That bike is so loud I can't even hear my WRX. He just keeps doing it, over and over, revving his engine, making a ton of noise.
So I said what the heck. Right when the light turned green I drop the hammer at about 4k and jump out in front of him by about 1-2 cars. I was waiting for him to reel me in but he couldn't. I slammed 2nd gear and he was still a good 2 cars/4 bikes back. I then slamed it into 3rd and he was still a good 1-2cars/3 bikes behind me. I wasn't going to let off until he gave up and he did. At about 90mph with my WRX a good 2 cars in front he gives up. Sweet victory against the biker.
I slowed down and he comes up along side of me. I look over at him and I give him a smile and a wave and he doesn't even look at me. He pretends like he can't see me. It figures. Getting beat by a little blue Subaru had to be hard on his biker reputation.
I don't know what model bike it was but it was very new and looked nice. Either the biker was to heavy or that model bike isn't that fast. He couldn't pull on me at all up to 90mph.