I had a Grand Am challange me the other night. I was just cruising home when he pulled along side and just stayed there for about a mile. He had the ground effects and quad pipes and looked kinda bad. He then kicked it and shot ahead about two legnths. I was kinda expecting it and woke up the sleeping Northstar. The Borlas must have scared him when they began to sing that 5000-7000 rpm song I like so well, cause he hit the brakes as I blew by him like he was parked. There was a small town up ahead with some lights, but I think he had egnough. He followed me for a few more miles and faded into the darkness. Not egnough to put a notch on the gun, but it was fun anyway.