I posted this in another thread. I raced an SRT-4 last night on the highway. I was behind him and it was moderate to nigh-heavy traffic. I came up hard and he did the old 'brake' thing people do when they aren't watching the road in front, but the cars behind them. I downshifted to 4th, engine was screaming around 4500, and I shot around him like a buttered pig on a slip and slide. When I was half around he saw the badging and downshifted and started chasing me, Hollywood opposite-lanes style until he was beside me. I got into 5th and jetted around a semi from the right lane, into the middle, effectively cutting him off. He was right behind me, and we had all kinds of real estate in front. I opened it up and he was back there, but couldn't hang, don't know if he wasn't shifting right or if my car just had his. My exit came up and I got into the right lane again, and he got alongside me (I slowed down a little) and just stared me down, I gave him a nod, got one back, and then we both downed to 4th again and punched it. I was about 3/4 car length in front halfway up the ramp, and then I had to slow down. It was great because since I got Akemi in MAY (yeah, I named my car after a Japanese chick, it's kind of an inside joke for anyone who's seen Urotsukidoji), I haven't had a single bite on racing. People, surprisingly, in Indiana just won't race a hatchback... I've teased Mustang GTs, Beamers, I even teased a Vette knowing I'd get handed my ass, but just plain wanting SOMEbody to fricking race me. So my first race ended up being a same-class compact ricer, which was cool; but I have to brag about beating a Neon, which is weak, no matter what was under the hood of it. LMAO.