On my way out of town this morning I ran into a husband and wife / boy friend /girl friend driving an old school Nova. The car was loud and had about 100 sticker on the rear and side windows. (Summit racing, hooker headers, etc, etc).
Well I came up from behind him and he didn't want me to get in front of him. He would match my speed everytime I would speed up. He would also keep looking over at his wife/girl friend and say something to her. I could tell he wanted to race or at least keep me behind him.
The road we were on was really nice and smoothly paved (50mph speed limit). It had a lot of long wide high speed turns with a little bit of straight away sections in between.
Well we were both going about 70mph and there was a big long right hand turn coming up so I punched the gas. He did the same and we had a very short drag race leading into the turn. I just left it in 5th gear with my foot on the gas and handled the turn easily at about 90-100 mph. The guy in the Nova was all over the road and fell about 6- 7 cars behind me. Then we hit another short section of straight away and I slowed down and waited for him. Then another big right hand turn was coming up. I again just left it in 5th gear and just floored the gas. I put about 7 - 10 cars on him going through the long turn. I could see him in my rear view mirror taking up both lanes of the road trying to make the turn. I'm glad he didn't crash his car.
I bet he still tells his friends his old school muscle car handles good.
After that I just stayed out in front of him and had some fun hauling axx. Its not every day I get a nice smooth country road without any traffic.