So i was driving home around midnight, just pulled off the freeway and into my left-hand turn lane. I see a silver C5 Vette pass me going straight, think to myself "they never go the same way, darn", and go on my way when the light turns green.
Now, the street i turn onto is a long, two lane straight-away about 5 miles or so long, with a 45mph speed limit, well lit: good conditions, if you will. Im puttering around 50mph, 6th gear, nobody else ahead or behind me within eyesight, im alone on this road.
Then i see it coming. A set of headlights, coming in fast so i get ready to drop it into a lower gear, just in case its somebody worth fooling around with. As he gets closer, i can see it now: a silver C5 Vette. Funny i thought to myself, two silver Vettes in 5 minutes. He's still going pretty fast (say 70ish), so i figure i'll try my luck as i drop down to 3rd gear and go WOT.
Now my car is LOUD @ 4500 rpms WOT and gaining b/c of my cut out, but after i gun it, i hear a sound that is disticntly NOT my car, so loud you cant hear my car at all. The noise it turns out is coming from that Vette, and it proceeds to fly past me like im standing still.
So i admit defeat and back off, obviously that car could smear me all over the street any day of the week. It stops at the intersection about a 1/4mile ahead of me... but the light is green
I roll the window down and say hello. We talk about how much better i held up against him then regular C5 vettes, then we say goodnight.
BLAH. Didnt see that one coming, but im glad he whooped me, and not some stranger. This is the guy who helps me with all my car stuff, i call him the Guru sometimes. I've always known his Z06 could whoop me, just didnt ever think we'd have the chance to have a go at it. Especially not @ midnight on a tuesday. Oh well.