On my way to Connecticut for the Thanksgiving weekend, an Eclipse rolled up on me pretty fast and then slowed down along side me and revved his engine. I knew he wanted to play so I dropped it into 4th and we took off. I was only slightly ahead of him when I came up on a car in my lane and didn't want to cut the eclipse off. So I waited for the Eclipse to go by and got in his lane and caught him and then passed him on the right going about 110. At this point I was coming up on heavy traffic in the right lane. Maybe because I had the chance to cut him off before and didn't, he flashed the beams to let me get in his lane to avoid the cars. I've raced crazy bastards (mostly ricers) before who think that winning is running your opponent off the road or hitting them, but this dude was chill. Good lookin out, Eclipse.