I'm on my way home from work. Theres this red (rust red, but not real rust

) Caddie infront of me. It 5:50, 6ish, so theres no light out yet. Following this guy off the freeway, my Race mix pounding away on my iPod, partialy to keep the blood flowing enough to postpone sleep, and to spite night shifts.
He seems to have kinda a heavy foot, but nothing that can't be followed, before pulling into the turn lane I use, and onto a three lane road. He takes the far left, I take the center lane (the right tends to have parked vehicals just on the other side of the hill.)
I pass by, no prob, a couple green lights, and into the left turn lane. Would ya know it, hes going to turn also.
The light turns green, and he comes up beside me, but cant pass due to a truck in the lane, so hes behind me, keeping close.
Then he gets sneeky, backing off, faking letting me go, before running up on me.
Just my luck he catches me on a hill and passes.

Hes got atleast 20 MPH more then me, but cant do much more, where I have atleast one more gear. One car length quickly evaporates into headlights in my mirror, and tripple digets on the spedomoter.
In the mean time, my I pods playing
Real Gone from the Cars soundtrack, just to mock me!
"Slow down, you're gonna crash,
Baby you're a-screaming it's a blast, blast, blast"