I was driving at night on the VFW Pkwy in Boston and passed a car going 30 in the left lane by going 40. He then speeded up to 44 and I saw where this was going. I also knew that a 1/4 mile ahead was a rotary, so I speed up to 50 and sure enough he goosed it to 55. That’s when I dropped down to 25 to take the rotary and glanced left to see him hit the rotary embankment of 8 inches of granite and bounce to a stop 25 feet inside the rotary park.
Apparently ‘that one’ only knew how to play chicken on video games.
It’s scary when that happens on the road, especially at night - You, fortunately, did Good!
I don’t know what it is with some people. I’m cruising down the highway, cruise control set at 114 (km/h) and come up on a car, so I pull into the left lane and pass, and then back into the right. Next thing I know, they (she, actually) comes by me and pulls back in front of me, and again ends up gong slower than me again. So I pass her again, and again she passes me, pulls back in front, and slows down again. This goes on a couple more times until I finally get fed up, pull out, pass her at 150 and hold it for a minute or so until she’s well behind me, and then slow back down to my original 114 km/h. Never see her again after that, so what the heck was that all about? I drive to get places, not to play games. I pick a speed and stick with it, conditions permitting. I had the same experience another time on my bike, and again had to wick it up for a couple of miles to leave them well behind before I could drop back to my original speed (chosen to minimize the chances of attracting unwanted attention from police AND my travel time) to shake them off.
Reminds me of the phrase, “you can’t cheat an honest man”.