Doing about 50 coming home from work,a yellow C6 appears one lane over a couple cars back.I think to my self,cool,I might get beat but it won't be that bad.Just when I thought that he merged into my lane and I seen the hood scoop Aww shit,yep,ZO6,and he wanted to play.Well,I guess I'll get my feelings hurt I said and waited for him to get up beside me .We kinda jumped together,I might of had a slight move on him,it didn't fucking matter if I had a ten car move that fucking Vette pulled so hard on me it was pittaful,I honestly was like what were you thinking Bryan??? The worst part of it all was the old man was about 70 something and looked like his mother in the passenger seat,AND SHE WAS LAUGHING!!!!! The whole way home I was trying to think of what I could do to at least hang with that thing,they are siiiick cars. I'm really not feeling so good right now ,I'm gonna go work on my coupe,maybe soon I can kill the Z like that