I've posted a similar story before I am sure if it.

I am into cars like you wouldn't believe. I live and breathe It. So, I have a lot of friends who too, are into cars as much as I am. Now one day I was driving home from a meet. My car and about 5 of the same type of car. All, loud, fast turbocharged cars.

After about 5 minutes on the highway, sticking to the slow lane, single file a piece of shit commodore comes out of nowhere and starts tailgating the guy at the rear, for no reason. It's late the highway is empt. Now being people who do drives like this regularly, we are all in contact with each other via 2-way radio. Guy at rear is telling us that this guy is getting closer and closer to his car. So we decide single file no longer. And spread out over all 4 lanes. Then slowly ease off the throttle till every one of us is doing 20 below the speed limit. Just us and him. Guy is honking, flashing his lights, yelling out the window. It's fantastic. So we slow down more. Guy is getting frantic at this point. I think he is in the verge of an aneurism. So all of us then start to spoil our turbos by clever use of the brake pedal, clouding him the the foulest smelling smoke screen ever and then, all of us gas it and get out of there.

Goes to show. Don't tailgate tuners.