Well I have... against 350's and beat the crap out of them. Its funny there were two of them at the same time just being stupid. Mind you, I just got off of a 16 hr. bit*h of a day. It was like 10:00 pm I got on the freeway, and the first of two "Z"'s cut in front of, totally cutting me off. Then the guy had the B***Z to flip me off, and give'm the finger. Oh shoot this clown didn't even...MMMm!!! So I jumped on his as*, kicked on my cockpit lights, so the dude could see me. I flipped him off and Hmmm YOU back to him. From there we ripped down the freeway. (Totally unsafe, but I drove as crazy as this may sound, I drove as safely as I could) any way that Z actually gave me a little run, but eventually was no were to be found.
Then while changing freeways, there is another "Z" moving pretty quickly himself. We both saw each other. I was in front of him from the word go. I just remember stepping on it and not letting off until he gave up. Actually if I remember correctly, he never really had anything for me.
I do remember making it home in what would normally taken about 35 min's. I got home in 12 min's. That to me looking back, was more impressive then the "Z" story. But that's just me.