One night in 1990, I had owned my brand new stang for about a month and met up with a Corvette ZR-1. It had just rained heavy and the road was wet. Well I was on the highway and he came up behind me. I brought it up to about 110 and he came along side.
I was really nervous about crashing the car so didn't push it any further. He just nailed it and took off from 110 and was gone. I backed down. Well 13 years later and 300hp added to my car I'd like to meet him again (on dry pavement).
