I ran into the same jackass in the piece of junk nova about a month ago while doing the stop and go thing on highway 92 headed south. You know how sometimes you get the feeling you're being stared at? I was sitting at a red light and looked over to see two punks staring over in my direction. When I made eye contact with the driver he revved his engine twice. Being the mature and responsible driver I am, I ignored his challenge and proceeded to accelerate at a normal pace when the light changed. Somehow I caught up with him at the next light. Same thing again, only this time he was really revving his engine, so I just had to screw with this guy. This time I launched a little hard, by no means was it a full throttle launch. Easily beat him to the next light. Now I could tell he was getting pissed. Light turns green, I floor it. I really thought his engine was going to grenade as I passed him, I think he was going for broke! By now he was so far behind me that I slowed down to 55 from 65 or so. By now I was heading up "the hill" toward Carr Canyon Rd and he pulls up beside me and just hangs there going the same speed as we approach the "bottleneck" where the road narrows to two lanes from four. He is in the merge lane but expects me to yield to him- ain't happening. I just get on the gas and blow him away again, going uphill. Oh yeah, I should mention that I was driving my 10 year old Jeep Grand Cherokee 4x4, 4.0l six cylinder with 156,000 miles on it!