Saw what looked like an F-bod in my rear mirror coming up fast. Out of sheer morbid curiosity, i speed up so we're pacing by the time he gets to me. I slow down to make sure its not a V6, but i saw the Z28 embelm, and the aftermarket exhaust of a v8... and then of all things, a second wing coming off of the first one, RICE
I start to pace, and see if he wants to go. He starts to take off, so i drop it into 4th and go WOT.... about 10 seconds later i had him by car lengths going a 110. The car stayed pretty well, better than most mustangs, but after 85-90mph it just kept slowly falling behind.
we went two more times, with the same or (for him) more painful results, and finally my exit came so gave him and his buddy a thumbs up and went on my way. It was such a refreshing feeling not knowing whether or not i would win.. a feeling you dont really get from Mustangs or Rice.