I was coming home today and hit a stop light. I had been wanting to race but no one was around. Finally at the last posseble(?) light a got a chance. I saw a pair of headlights coming up and hot dam if it wasnt a riced accord. I have been itchn to race one of these guys for awhile but just never got the chance. It was at least a six year old one but he had put alot of money in it. Ground effects, a little paint, lowering, requisite coffe can muffler, and facia. I didnt even look at him cause I knew he would go. I just floored it and he followed. I had a car length on him most of the way and pulled steadly away as we neared sixty. Once I had three lengths I really needed over so I got in his lane and backed off. He stayed for awhile then veared out and ran right up into my blind spot. He just stayed right in my rear quarter, it was weird, maybe he still wanted to race. I was going to give him a high sign of something to show good sport but I never actually saw the driver. It was weird. But I was happy!