I was leavin for a ride down to New Mexico from denver (no reason, just didnt have work today) and i passed a late model camaro with a scoop goin the other way. He flipped a bitch and pulled up next to me at a stop light. I was getting on the highway so i was in the far right lane, he was in the middle. The ass hole cut me off only once i started to move onto the on ramp. I got up behind him and cruised with him. I was in 3rd gear at about 55 (should have been second) the car in front of him was apparently going too slow so he cut the on ramp across the lines and took off, I followed. He pulled me till i got to about 10K rpm and i blew past him. I ran it up to only about 90 and heard him back off. I slowed down a bit a looked at his car because it was obviously quick. It said 454 on the side and i just laughed to my self. I wanted him to catch back up but he was far too much of a prick to do that. He got off at the next exit a mile down the road. i love these bikes.