I'm coming home from an all night party at school at about 5:00am. I'm going down this road at about 50mph, common speed. I see this car behind me tailgaiting me, and I realize that I know this guy, he'* a friend of mine. He is in his Grand Am GT. He told me a long time ago it is pretty quick. So anyway, he does a flyby on the left. I hit the gas a little too late, almost too late where he had enough room to get ahead of me to get in my lane. So I punch it, and as soon as the engine came alive, I was up to 75 before I let off, and he ate my dust. It wasn't an offical race, but he knew I wouldn't let him pass me, and I knew he wanted to.