One of the funniest reactions I ever had was on 24 coming from Fall River towards New Bedford southbound. I was behind a 94-95 yellow Mustang GT Convertible, top down, stereo up etc, etc... We had just passed a car that had flipped in the street, all of the cops in south eastern Mass were there. As the Mustang and I rolled through and around a corner leading into a long strait we both hopped on it. Before we know it were up to 120 and he is only ever so slowly walking away. And like you said, he was all of a sudden hard on the breaks to pull the interchange. He reluctantly yields the right of passage as I go screaming around the bend (left hander
)and into the next straight. Freakin guy wouldn't even give me props for hanging in and nailing him through the corner. You know his next stop is a Jegs or Summit catalogue to see what it takes to get away from family haulers... HAHAHA
