So this morning I get off work and I'm racing home to take my father out for breakfast, being that its fathers days. Making good time and then I hit the light on the highway. I'm sitting there and then a Subaru Impreza WRX pulls up next to me. Its becomes pretty obvious this guy wants to run. The guy jumps the light a few seconds early and off we go. He gets about half a car link on me and I just stomp the gas to the floor. I pull and pull on him and then the next thing I realize I have a car and half length on him and I'm doing 85. The guy shortly pulls off after that, for what I call the drive of shame.