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I had a similar incident. We were driving on parallel lanes along the river on a wet, mixed with a bit of snowy road, winter evening and there was only one lane ahead of us, and we both wanted to be first. Then I saw a sign which demanded motorcyclists to severely slow down. I remembered the slippery underground there and decided: What's bad for motorbikes can't be good for cars. So I decided to lose the competition, put my foot off the gas, and dropped back. One second later, my competitor, now ahead of me, showed me a perfect pirouette, heavily sliding against the sidewalk inclusive. He definitely needed a new adjustment of his camber angels and toe - at least.Ivan Seeking said:I was trying to recall the dumbest things I have done in my life. Turns out most of them involved driving very fast. I am really lucky I never died or killed someone. But one occasion in particular comes to mind: I was driving my 240Z down the I-5 just South of Red Bluff. I had a friend in the car with me. We were just over 18 years of age. Then what looked to be am Asian businessman pulled up along side me in an RX7. He was older and very nicely dressed. And he had a brand new car. He kept looking at me and jumping ahead like he wanted to race. So, why not?
We were a good match even though I had a passenger. We were neck and neck up to around 125 mph. But then he started pulling ahead and I was out of my torque range. I knew he had me beat. So I let my foot off the gas and allowed the car to slow down naturally. About the time I got down to 80 mph, TWO highway patrol cars flew past me like I wasn't moving!I dropped down to the speed limit and nervously proceeded. Before long we caught up to the cops. They were parked on the side of the road along with the guy I was racing. And he was already in hand cuffs! I took the next exit and hid under an overpass for about an hour.
But I have been on the other side of such games, too. I was caught behind a slow-driving older pair which I couldn't overtake. All of a sudden there was a chance to overtake, 300 meters, and I took my chance. Well, after these 300 meters the old man overtook me again ... while I was talking with the cops...
I dropped down to the speed limit and nervously proceeded. Before long we caught up to the cops. They were parked on the side of the road along with the guy I was racing. And he was already in hand cuffs! I took the next exit and hid under an overpass for about an hour.




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