Well, I was driving my parents' Honda Pilot carrying 3 of my friends down 93 South to get to Krispy Kreme at around midnight, and I saw a Nissan Z with the xenon headlights and giggled. My friends all knew what was up and they started to egg me on to "race him". I "blew by", if you can call it that, the Z hoping to get his attention. When that didn't work, I slowed down for him to be right next to me and then i went again, pulled 2 cars and put on my hazards to goad him into a race. He took the bait and proceeded to prison rape me over and over again. Everytime I would get in front of him i would flash the hazards and he would futtbuck me laughing. It took me a good 2 minutes going 95 mph to catch up. He was laughing and gave me the thumbs up by the time I caught up, he motioned for us to "race" again. I obliged and took off, I didn't even get to pull a half a car before he raped me by more than 10 tractor trailer lengths. All in all it was fun, he honked his horn when we took our exit, so he was a pretty cool guy, even though I'm a clown who would race just about any fast car on the highway even if I don't have a chance.
P.S. Krispy Kreme RULES!!