Taking a shortcut through Mexico on my home from my brothers last night I came up on a newish DTS wallowing down the highway in the left lane at about 65mph.
I was cruising at 70+mph and changed over to the middle lane to pass him. As I got even with him he started to speed up, keeping pace with me. I tapped the cruise up a couple MPH and began to pull ahead as we entered a flat, sweeping right hand bend. When the road straightened he jumped on the gas to nose ahead again.
I dropped into 4th and took off, leaving the DTS behind. A few miles later, heading for an interchange, the DTS does a ricer fly-by.
No, really.
I caught up to him again heading towards the Rio Grande and the border. Passing him again he starts keeping pace with me, again. So I slip into 4th and start playing with him. Goose the throttle, speed up, fall back, repeat. As we crossed the river he decided it was time to go. I see the DTS lurch ahead as he nails the gas. 75, 80, 85, 90, bang 5th gear, 95, 100. I'm well ahead of him by now and watching my mirrors.
At the last second something catches my eye in the median.
It's the Federales! Sitting in the median with all lights off. The DTS pounces on the binders, I took my foot off the throttle, still in 5th gear, and let the speed drop. I know I'm busted, can't deny it and I have no excuse.
But the cop car never moves.
I guess thats my one free pass for the year.
I was cruising at 70+mph and changed over to the middle lane to pass him. As I got even with him he started to speed up, keeping pace with me. I tapped the cruise up a couple MPH and began to pull ahead as we entered a flat, sweeping right hand bend. When the road straightened he jumped on the gas to nose ahead again.
I dropped into 4th and took off, leaving the DTS behind. A few miles later, heading for an interchange, the DTS does a ricer fly-by.
No, really.
I caught up to him again heading towards the Rio Grande and the border. Passing him again he starts keeping pace with me, again. So I slip into 4th and start playing with him. Goose the throttle, speed up, fall back, repeat. As we crossed the river he decided it was time to go. I see the DTS lurch ahead as he nails the gas. 75, 80, 85, 90, bang 5th gear, 95, 100. I'm well ahead of him by now and watching my mirrors.
At the last second something catches my eye in the median.
It's the Federales! Sitting in the median with all lights off. The DTS pounces on the binders, I took my foot off the throttle, still in 5th gear, and let the speed drop. I know I'm busted, can't deny it and I have no excuse.
But the cop car never moves.
I guess thats my one free pass for the year.