Guess I wasn't going through the intersection fast enough so he changes lanes midstream and goes to pass. Well by this time I've cleared the deep rain gullys on either side of the intersection (which is why everyone creeps through there) and I leave him about a football field length behind me. Here's where it gets good. I loose interest and at the next light he takes off right past a city cop. Cop passes me and pulls the guy over. I didn't bother honking bye bye to him, figure he feels low enough.

It was obvious he had no chance against the Cummins and I love to gently rest my foot on the brakes as I'm still accelerating away just to light the lights and have them think, "Holy cow, he's standing on the brakes and still leaving me behind!"

Power is your friend.

 

Nice, thats what it is all about