Couple of years ago, late for work but ticking along at a relatively mild 108-110. Got to a looong passing lane with a stock truck 'n trailer doing about 80 and a Holden stuck 3" from its bum up ahead (should have been the first warning).
By half way down the lane I was on top of them and the Holden hadn't moved (had been right behind it from before the passing lane, so it's not like they'd just caught up to it too). I indicated, pulled into the passing lane and just before I come up on the Holden the f#cker pulls right out in front of me with no indication. I had to jump on the brakes pretty hard to miss him, he then proceeds to tick past the truckie at 90, clears the truck then runs out the rest of the passing lane at 90 without pulling in!
By now I'm pretty pissed, round the next corner and there's a nice clear straight so I drop it and pop past him doing 115. F#cker starts chasing me at 110 for a couple of K's before flashing me - bloody mufti!
Young gun in the passenger jumps out and starts with the usual "In a bit of a hurry?" so I admit that I was doing what I was doing but I have a polite but firm go at him detailing what his dropkick mate in the pilots seat had been doing. Threw in a bit of "chasing me without lights on seems a little like he was trying to bait me" just for good measure.
Thankfully they were "out of tickets" so I had to be on my way...
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$80 is alright i guess but next time look out for coppers
my 250 doesn't satisfy me anymore, shes just not doing it
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