That is so true. People will follow you and hang halfway out of their car window to shout purchase offers at you. When I trailered the car during a move, I had people pace me for dozens of miles at a time, just so they could stare at the car.
Once, I was on the way home and casually noticed someone a moderate distance behind me most of the way. Once I get to the bottom of our foothills, I usually goose it a bit just to wring it out a little. I went through our "windys" and got to my street and pulled up into my driveway and garage. As I got out of the car, I looked back down the driveway to see a car had just pulled up--a woman got out and said to me: "I've been trying to flag you down from the time you turned toward the foothills but you were going so fast I couldn't catch up". Turns out she was a mom helping plan and organize the senior prom at our high school. She said the theme of the prom was the 60s and asked me if she could take a photo of the Mustang to work up into an oversized poster for the prom. I told her to go ahead and that I was honored to have my own personal stalker.