My town isn't called Fredneck for nothing. Since it was unusually nice out here today, I decided to take the long way home after work, 20 miles of twisty back country roads. About 5 minutes into the drive, I roll up behind this ******* moving at a snail's pace in his big Chevy pick up. This was right where the good twisties began and I was pissed. The road is two lanes with NO PASSING the entire way and I was not about to let him ruin my fun. I kept pace behind him, waiting for my chance, then after about 3 miles of waiting, I dropped it into 2nd and toasted him, quickly cutting in front since there was a turn coming up I could not see past. As I looked in the rear view, I saw dust spinning from his tires! This ass clown was chasing me! I punched it through 2 sharp turns and gained a big lead while he's flying off the road trying to keep up behind. The Z turns like a champ and I knew he'd have trouble keeping up. Up ahead, I see traffic slowing so I had to slow and this guy comes flying back up on my bumper! The road raging f*ck was obviously pissed I dusted him and was trying to mess with me. So we follow traffic all the way to the end of the road at a stop sign. I go left, he goes left. I drive another few miles until the next stop sign with a little traffic. I go right, he goes right and tears around the other cars to stay on my bumper weaving in and out. So I fly around a bend at about 80, passing about 4-5 cars, switching lanes and he's tearing through chasing me. Then, we come up on a stop light at a big intersection with like 30-40 cars. I'm thinking we're gonna get out and throw down but he just sits in his truck smiling right behind me. I was trying to decide whether or not to get out and throw down but at the same time, I was actually enjoying the chase so I decided to keep it going to see how far he'd take it. The light turns green, I punch it and change lanes, cutting off some other cars. He gets stuck in the traffic and can't get to me so I weave in front of a few more cars and separate myself a little. This is where I realized this guy was a total nut case. The road was opening up ahead and a nice long sweeper was coming but the speed limit is only 25. I hit 80 and think I've had lost him when I see this jerkoff cut in front of 3 cars, going around them in the emergency lane and riding over a curb at 60-70 mph! At this point, the back road we were on leads onto the highway with a quick right turn. As I slow down to take the turn, he catches up. I enter the highway and floor it, gaining another nice lead, only to slow down again behind more traffic. :doh: Now, I had to get over to the far left lane as I was turning left at the highway exit 1/2 mile ahead. This particular exit cuts across the oncoming 2 highway lanes so you have to be careful. I enter the exit lane at the last minute thinking he'd miss the turn, but he jumped in right behind me and we both slow down as we're approaching the cross way. Now, oncoming traffic was getting really close so I had to make the decision whether or not to cross. In a split second of hesitation, I peeled out and jump across the highway, narrowly missing getting T boned by oncoming traffic. As I look in the rear view, I see the poor ******* stuck, as an onslaught of traffic came right behind me. :nana: He wasn't going anywhere and since I only live a mile from this crossing, I didn't see him again. It's always a little nerve racking when you're being chased by a wacko, but man what a rush. :shiftdrive: