A couple of years ago, Martelle and I were coming back from somewhere and meeting up at Hooters on Main. Some 03/04 Cobra had merged a bit back and decided to try a flyby on me. I nailed it and got my tunnel vision, and he was gone behind me quicker than shit. I was doing over 180mph and literally a mile up I saw a truck pull into my lane on 270.
No shit, it was SECONDS before I saw how close I was on him and had to hit the brakes to avoid rear-ending him, as I was not going to change lanes at those speeds. The shit is ridiculous and to this day I've not touched over 160mph.