Since I have owned my car (9 plus years) I have been wanting to destroy a rice boy. Well I finally met my victim on the way home from work. I was cruising on the highway and I see this brown crap box with a tri-level mega super spoiler frantically weaving through traffic in my rear view mirror. It was pretty obvious to me that he wanted to catch me and I was more than happy to oblidge. I slowed down as he finally got that beast up to speed. I was anxiously awaiting his arrival and there he was riding my rear bumper like he wanted to push me out of the way. The car was bouncing around like he cut the springs or the shocks were busted. He was also sitting so far forward in his seat that he looked like he was eating the steering wheel. Got the picture? Because of the surrounding traffic I couldn't create enough room to let him get along side of me. So I gave a couple of revs just to let him know what's up and punch it. I pulled away from him like he yanked the emergency brake. I let off only after it was very clear he had been destroyed. I continue to monitor him in my mirror and performs the classic rice boy drive by. After he drove by he jumped on the first exit just to avoid any further a$$ whoopins.

Better watch out, everyone will yell at you for street racing ...

This one time, I accelerated by this car that was going slow in traffic.

He was owned.

so.... was there actually a race?

It sounds like you punched it while there was a bit of traffic. I'd wait for a clear piece of highway before claiming to fry anything.

In retrospect; your right but I knew he was wanting to race so I made the most of the situation .