Ok, so I'm headed down the interstate on the way home, and I slowly passed 3 kids in an SRT-4. I looked over, gave them a little nod and smile, and all I got back was the snotty sneer. The kid mashes the gas, of course there was a car 30ft in front of him, so he slowed back down and I continued on by. As traffic was thinning out near the end of the interstate, I see him coming hard. It dosen't take a genius to know that if I mash the gas and take off into the clear lanes, he gonna blow past me since he's already going 30mph faster than me. So I make him run right up on my ass, now I've been planning this meeting for a while now. I held the car at 70mph, just right for the 5th-3rd downshift and max boost. The instant he lets up to stop from hitting me, BAM, it's on! Strategy can pay dividends! His, now unspooled turbo, and my always ready supercharger. I know that he had 2 other people, but I pulled away from him steady, and faster than I thought. Maybe it was an older one? He got killed bad, true it wasn't a line up and race, but after about a car length or so some traffic came up, and that's where his real problem came. This thing looked like a roller skate in my rearview, I could see the car rolling all over the place while he was trying to cut through traffic, and then locked his brakes up HARD, enough for me to see smoke from 3-4 car lengths, before skidding into the emergency lane to avoid traffic. Maybe he was a real bad driver, but he only needed one shift and some turning, maybe that's too hard for some people.