The other day i'm driving home in the morning and their is a stretch of PCH in malibu where its very beautiful as the highway goes around the mountains and the ocean as your heading to oxnard. Its early and i'm brain dead tired but i'm still cruising at 60 and the speed limit is 50. Out of nowhere I look i've got this black hhr behind me riding my *** doing all kinds of crazy moves to pass me but that area had no passing lane. I speed up to 65 and this guy is still right on me finally passing lane opens i'm heading to the slow lane and he tries to gun it passed me in the slow lane. this moron must think he is real slick in that thing ugly thing and when he is coming up side by side he is doing probably 75 and I get look at him as he passes and he gives me the stare... its on now.
I floor it instantly catching him and I see he hears me with the airhammer and zoomers and is in shock. in no short order was atleast 3-4 car lengths in front of him not to mention the ease at which I can take these turns he is forced to slow down and admit defeat. From that point on for the next 10miles or so I go back to cruising at 60 and he never gets near me again. Even when I slowed down to 50 he would to being atleast 100ft behind me
Thanks for reading and moments like that make me happy i've got a hemi.