So, I had a really odd day yesterday. I worked a long and hard day in the finance world, and was looking forward to just getting home. I punch out and hop in the SHO and breathe a huge sigh, as I know I have a 2 hour drive home. So I pull out of work and chirp 2nd... now I am already feeling better. I get down the road and decide to stop in to get a K&N drop in filter for my factory intake. The person behind the counter complimented me on my SHO, and said they have seen it before and they wish they could have it. I then leave there because they don't have my filter. I get down the road another 10 minutes, and there is a really clean Lexus SC400 with the 4.0 Liter V8. Lowered, exhaust, intake. I see him up ahead and decided to see if I could "get the fish on the hook". So he is rolling all cool, and chill with his windows down and left hand up on the steering wheel like he is a true G Cat...... so I slowly roll by him, and then give it a little gas to make my obnoxiously loud, non muffler, bark out some noise. I look in my mirror and sure enough, he cuts over into my lane, and gets behind me.... FISH ON...... I get in the left lane and let him creep up next to me. He doesn't even look over, but gets right next to me and gives it a little gas to let me hear his sweet sounding V8... literally it sounded great... I then get behind him and he gives it all it's got.... I push the pedal just enough to keep pace. I then pull up on his left and he says "that's all I got bro". I said "hey man, it doesn't have to be fast as long as it sounds good right??" (hidden insult) The "fish" is now offended and says, "you wanna go?" My "fish" had swollowed the bait whole..... The road opened up into a glorious 4 lane, no traffic situation for over 1/2 a mile. I gave him the nod that I was down for a little sprint down the road. I give him the ole 1, 2, 3 honk, and we hammer down. I hear his V8 roar to life with surprising torque at 35 mph. He got me by a car length on the jump due to my lovely automatic transmission (Didn't want to bother with paddles). I hear the SWISH of my turbos spooling up and my head slams into the headrest as it kicks down into 1st gear with a nice 4 tire chirp, I reel in my fish with utter ease and bark all 4 tires going to 2nd right at his window and then I passed him by like I was on a Sunday stroll... I let out at 100, as he comes up next to me and says "what the **** is that???" I then use my favorite line "It's just a Taurus" and he said "BS" as he held his phone up, "I was googling what "SHO" was before we got to racing." I then said "I guess you didn't get far into reading about it because you still raced me....." He laughed and we parted ways. I was then at the interstate to take my route home. As I get onto the interstate I was excited and quickly got up to "my speed limit" and set cruise control. I see in my mirror about 10 minutes later a white BMW 528I, take two lanes over from the fast lane, and comes up the "slow" lane. He stops about a car length behind me and 2 lanes over, and I look back and he is videoing the SHO.... lol I give it a good kick down, and do a lane shift, and take it up to 120 before backing it down. He then pulls up next to me and tells me to roll down my window, "That is one bad Son of a Bitc*!!" I said "thanks man" He then asks if he can get a closer video of me taking off..... keep in mind we are still doing 70 down the interstate while having a conversation..... So I say why not? so I give him a 70-130 run as he was trying to keep up.... VERY unsucceful I might add. He took pictures and video for the next 3-5 miles. Kinda creepy. But that was my eventful ride home after a TERRIBLE day in the office. Always count on the SHO to bring a smile to my face, and a jaw dropping experience to all who watch it go! Hope you enjoyed the read.