I'm on the old road, I catch up to a guy who looks like a tourer (dryriders on a daytona 955 i think). He's speeding a little on the straights but i was virtually running up the back of him mid corner. I reckon he thought he was fast, his side stand was only centermeters from scraping but he was taking shit lines and wasn't moving his body. After I few corners I got jack of it and went for the overtake on a straight (as I'd done to numerous people before him). I knocked it back to 1st to be safe I was giving it everything it had and the jerk decided to drag me (675 vs 955)! We're fastly approaching a 45k corner side by side at WOT. I figured that I'm on the wrong side of the road, I've clearly commited to it I have to see it through but he wasn't giving me much/any room. I ended up just forcing myself into his lane, braking insanely hard and barely making the corner. It was seriously dangerous sh1t. If he haddn't put up a massive fight it would have been a very clean move. I take the next 2 corners badly because I'm really shaken up all sorts of stuff going through my head (this guy nearly killed me, how do I get my revenge etc). We get to another straight im doing 30 over to try and open up a gap and he's sitting up my ass trying to intimidate me. I started thinking that was a bad idea and maybe this guy is actually fast and now I'm slowing him down.. I calmed myself down got to the next set of bends and I got back to into my rythem. I looked back after 10-15 secs and he was long gone :cheeky: I stopped at PITS and he went past about 2-3 minutes later. He looked across and death stared me, he obviously thinks I'm a hero and he did nothing wrong. If that guys on this forum hang your head in shame you dog. Go back to the freeway and you can be king shit there! You guys are probably going to flame me and call me a hero etc but I'm a strong beliver in "ride your own ride". I was riding mine and he was riding his until I came up behind him then his big ego swelled up.