Well here I am driving on I-4 in orlando, coming home from a night of clubing with the girls (my girl and her friend). I am just driving along minding my own business(cough bulsh*@ cough cough), speeding of coarse, when I see a white mustang off to the side of me start speeding up to keep pace with me. I figure hell I have an hour drive home, lets get the adrenilene pumpin so I dont fall asleep and drive into a ditch. So I downshift into third at about 70, and we line up............and stay the same speed........so im like wtf, maybe he wants me to give him a green light on when to go. so I blip the throttle, whats he do , sit there and do 70 still........soo needless to say I loose interest. so I then hit it a bit and got back into 5th and speed up a bit, next thing I know a the headlights that were 30 foot behind me, are coming up fast, so i was like "oh hell no, I have just been ricer fly byed(is that even a word??)" drop it into third and accelerated, once I caught back up with him, I dropped back into third, at 70 and the same thing happend........he didnt race, I lost interest....and yet another ricer fly by, Then I figure, "hey third time is a charm", line up, and the little ass does the same thing to me, then turned off. I thought only civics (and other forms of rice) do the imfamous ricer fly by, well i guess i was proven wrong that night. I bet he is telling all his friends he killed a 3kgt.