Something happened to me recently and i thought i just like to share my story. While waitingn at the entry of the freeway, the low growl and blue tinge headlights of something sporty rolled up behind me. I didnt think much of it but the ice blue hue of his HID's were somewhat alluring. I was playing up in my mind what ride he had, it didnt matter i guess. I took off slowly as i normally do, hit second gear and heard the roar of the driver behind me as he was rushing up real quick. He was gunning it closer and closer and i anticipated that he wanted to get by fast to overtake me. I thought, what the hell, gunned it in 3rd and 4th, revving way past my usual grandma shifting. That familiar roar zoomed past my left side and i caught his rear as we entered the freeway. That rear end that i've seen too many times, 'Corolla', and the stand out words in red - 'Sportivo'. Hats off, i got owned, he knew it, i knew it. I sped up within the limit catching him glancing back at me. After a few glances i gave him a friendly thumbs up and a couple of nods to make sure he saw it. He smiled back and we went our different ways. Respect is given where it is due.