I was in my 69 camaro riding on I-5 , when a green zx-7 pulls up next to me and revs and takes off through traffic. I pay him no attention. I catch up maybe 10 min later, and he does the same thing again. There's is still to much traffic. I see him slowing down again, so this time I reach back and open my bottle, because there is just a big rig in front of me, and nothing in front of him but the horizon. So I get around the rig and opened the daul q-tecs (I just got them) and slow to about 50mph. The bike points at me and gives me a thumb's down, and takes off (thinking he was going to leave me I guess) I floor it and spin a little then squeeze (for those of you who don't know it's a 300 shot) And -oh- my- God

If you never heard a 502 through cut-outs and n2o (my first time)it sounds like and H-bomb went off. I caught up and passed him pretty quick and easy (about three or four cars) He waved me to pull over when I slowed up, and asked what I had under my hood I said(joking) about 6 zx-7's. He said that was the most intimidating sound he ever heard, I agreed. End's up he has an ls1 vette, he was cool guy, and we went are seperate ways. Sorry it was so long.