I was in my STi with my friend Dominique (she seems to always be in my car whenever I'm getting these encounters) and we're headed for my house on 880 North Bound. I see this dark silver Supra TT that looked stock but sounded modded (his only mod seemed to be his exhaust). Anyway, I caught up to him and he realizes, "WTF... something white is approaching the back of my car". Well, I see him move fast so I just continue to keep my gas pedal down. I look down and I'm going 80 to 90 to 100 up to 120 in 6th gear and I couldn't believe I kept up. He must not have been trying or something but I kept up with him and he shut it down. Nice friendly encounter since neither of us did the ricer fly by or the ricer "never let choo catch up bish" move. I turned on my dome light and motioned a thumbs up since it was a nice and fun friendly encounter.
Then 2 miles down the road we encounter some minor traffic and a silver RSX non-Type S cuts him off, almost swipes the Supras front end, and starts to speed away. I can see his little silver RSX feet pedling, it was like a flinstones car. Anyway, the dark Silver Supra down shifts and all I hear is "BWAAAAAAAAAAH" and I follow. Both of us zip up the RSX and the RSX moves to the middle lane. Bad move for the RSX, good for me and the Supra. Supra takes the fast lane, I take the slow lane, instant Honda-wich.
Good times. I bet that RSX felt pretty bad for cutting him off.
Well, that's all I had to say for this episode.