rode along with nicely built mid nineties Mustang. I got along side and sssh-pinnggged him at low rpms. He looked over and smiled knowingly and we cruised on the thruway for awhile each showing alittle. My adult daughters said, he's scared of you isn't he? I said no he has a much faster car and is driving smart this is no place or time to run them up. When he xited he beeped and gave the respect sign. But on Sunday there was a gentleman 911 driver with a nasty spitting popping sound that sounded incredible and just to get him to wind it up would was worth him giving me a whoopin'. coolest porsche sound ever I heard, came from that modified boxer motor. I think he was just being nice to let me keep up and thinking I might be able to beat him. When we parted ways. too soon, he was laughing and waving. Yep, my car, ourcars is/ are cool. But mostly mines