...and when I say waxed, I don't mean a coat of wax. I was out, coming up on a right turn. This particular turn is at a small intersection and since most of the traffic there goes right, it has a nice curve to it and big merge lane. Before the turn, I look in the rearview and see Mustang headlights coming up (new GT - saw badging and exhaust later on and could hear it). Well, a car is ahead of me so I can't fly into the curve and, as expected, the headlights disappear behind me as he got WAY too close. Man, I hate people who do that.
Everyone makes it through the turn and the Mustang cuts me off, stays next to me to keep me from merging for a second, then takes off into the left lane. After I merge, I stay in the right lane. As luck would have it, his lane was slower. So, I paced beside him a little with him getting on it some, probably thinking he'd be able to get enough of a gap to cut me off again. Ha! Don't think so, Bucko.
The cars ahead of me in my lane finally clear the slow lead car in his. I look behind me and see the Mustang cut off a minivan and try to come flying up on me. Since I was coming onto a bridge that is the boundary between two counties, I thought what the hell...why not. So I gunned it, got into the left lane and cleared the bridge. I know the Mustang tried to keep up because way in the distance behind me, I could see his headlights quickly passing the others. Guess he suffered some embarassment...he wouldn't get next to me and wouldn't even be so kind as to be an annoying little tool by tailgating me.
It would seem yet another has learned his lesson. Be a stupid nutbag like that and you'll get owned. Yes, I think that ownage could be worthy of being described as "waxed."