Coming home one evening down a dual carriageway, I saw an Evo 8 in the distance. Now, I knew it would pwn me but I was intrested to see how much.
He was pootling along in the inside lane so I overtook at a fair pace (not completely pedal to the metal) and carried on, up the road to a set of traffic lights. He pulled up a few seconds later beside me and I looked over his car, gave him a smile and a nod.
Lights went green, we both set off normally and he boots it. I floor it and just sit there wheelspinning, he gains some distance so I knock it into second and floor it. All through second, I'm keeping with him so to the end of the road, around a roundabout and up another dual carriagway leading to the motorway.
There's an absolutely awesome sweeping bend leading upto the dual carriagway and I tell you what... 4WD is awesome! He must have kept his foot planted because he left me for dead (and I was on the limit of grip - well, what grip budget tyres can give).
Get onto the straight and he's gone. I finally see him in sight down the road and as he slows for the roundabout, I come up behind and flash my lights. He flashes his hazards and I follow him across the roundabout in 2nd gear, ready for him to boot it.
He doesn't, so I pull out and he sticks his thumb out of the window

I pull beside him, smile and nod again and plant my foot.
I'll always remember that, simply because the guy was a good sport. Wish there were more people like him on the road.