this morning about 3am drove to wal mart to get some cords for my tv tuner card, had a early 90s integra pull up with a fart can, and turboed cause i could hear the BOV, came up next to me. he came right to the side of my car and i dropped into 3rd and smoked his ass. Keep in mind this is minnesota in the middle of winter. the roads are heavily salted and somewhat icy and i have no traction whatsoever. I have myself and 400 lbs of salt bags in the back weighing my ass down. anyways he pulls up besides me again and gives the 3 honks i drop in 3rd again and walk away from him again. Came up to a stop light and went again from a stop, he gained about 4 cars on me right off the bat, i couldnt grab any traction whatsoever. tires spun into 4th gear till i caught him. i hate hate hate winter for slowing my ass down. i wanted leave him 20 car lengths behind which im confident i could do on dry pavement.