This is Franc's story, minus the hydro-lock.

On my way into work (in Mexico) I had a SL-600 (05?) come up beside me, goosing it. I think he saw the spoiler and thought I was in the '6 family...

Anyways, he had a Valentine V-1 on his window so I elected to play, figuring he'd be in the lead the whole time. And he was.

But, I was proud to say that he never totally lost me. I never fell behind more than 5-6 car lengths, and I trimmed the normal 25 minute commute into a 12 minute one (through Guadalajara). I'm thankful that no Mexican police were present as we opened up, flirting with 135 often (slowing for bridge joints).

Nothing like hearing the sweet song of a Stuttgart V-12 in the early morning air of central Mexico.

As a result, I think one cup of coffee will MORE than suffice.