So I'm stopped at a light on an empty 2 lane road in the Atlanta suburbs and a black Lamborghini (I think it was a Gillardo) stops right beside me on my driver's side. The passanger was a white male, maybe 20 years old. The driver looked about the same. My first thougth is that it might be one of the new rookies for the Atlanta Thrashers, but who knows. I play ice hockey myself, and these boys looked to me like hockey players.

So I'm naturally checking out the car, and the passanger is eyeing my fender strakes or maybe my front rims. When the light turns green I accelerate much more rapidly than usual, because, hey, I gotta hold my own here. The Lambo keeps pace with me until we hit 60mph (speed limit 45) and I don't want to go any faster than that on the empty somewhat-residential road. After a few moments, I decide I should "wing" him, so I pull up ahead a few feet so he'll get a nice view of my rear and I press the spoiler button. As soon as I do, the Lambo roars like a jet engine and he pulls ahead as if he's accelerating from a dead stop. By the time the spoiler activated, he was WELL ahead of me... it was an incredible display of power.

He let me catch up to him, and then he did the same thing!

Okay, so maybe it wasn't a "race", maybe I was being toyed with... but it was definitely a fun experience!