I'm coming home, on the 401 in the Toronto area and some clown in a XK8 comes roaring up behind me. He must have done something with his engine because I actually heard it. I was innocently doing about 110kph in the middle lane. So, he jerks out from behind me doing what I figure was about 160kph (based on how fast he gained on me) and then juts in from of me, missing me by around 2ft. Trolling, I guess. But it worked. I figured, why should I let this yuppie pester me, I wasn't in the left lane, I wasn't impeding him? So, I accelerated onto his tail at 180kph. No traffic to speak of, it was after midnight. He sped up to 200kph, I kept up. Finally, at 220kph, he gets out of the way. I kept my foot down until the 6000rpm in 4th, 240kph and kept it down until it showed 6600rpm, 100rpm short of the redline. I figured I hit 260kph or around 158mph. He faded back very fast. It's not something I'd do again anytime soon, the most I'd ever gone was 248kph in a 1988 LX 5.0. This time it was my
2004 Mach-1. Good thing the police are on a "work to rule" campaign and are not issuing many tickets, at least not the Toronto police, though the highway patrol (OPP) are still at it. I'm sure the Jag could have passed me at some point, but he didn't.-Rich