There was a time when I went back from a meet at night (around midnight) and I was lurking in the second lane at a smooth 120kph in my frog green Opel Corsa 1.0 45hp
- it was the part of the A5 that leads from the Frankfurt airport to where I live, about 30km south. It's one of the few parts in Germany where you have a 4-lane Autobahn with NO speed limits and it's pretty straight for the 30km, until it splits up.
Anyway - I drove my car almost at top speed (120
) and suddenly I noticed bright lights in the rear view mirror that seemed to approach really really fast. I noticed that cuz there were barely any other cars on the road.
All of the sudden a McLaren F1 passes me like a fucking lighning in the very left lane, and I swear, he went fast enough to make my car move by the wind pressure that it produced. He must have gone past 300kph, easily.
I thought I shit myself, seriously.