Few months ago I got smoked by a minivan.. though i didnt
realize he was wanting to race. he was on the right side of
me and my friend in the passenger seat later mentioned he
kept whipping his neck to the left and staring at my car, then
looking back forward. Light turns green, he floors it, i feel
obligated to kick his teeth out, so i pass him after about 100 feet.
after i passed him, i slowed up a bit, and he passes me again..
so I pass him again and by then I'm at my street, so he goes bye-bye