Well, Tonight I had a mid 90's Corvette following me around in an area known for cruising and occasional drag racing. However there are always police galore and I value my licence to much to give it up because of some dork. As it turns out he is about to enter the freeway at the same time as I am, albeit behind me. I know immediately that he is trying to get on my ass and pressure me, so I accelerate as hard as I can. In my excitement I of course make a super rookie mistake, I not only run all the way to the rev limiter in second gear, I also do the same in third (with the typical bucking sensation). At about a hundred I back off and I can see that I actually had dropped him a bit, despite my failed shifts. Maybe I should have concentrated on the shifts instead of glancing in the rear view mirror. But the coupe bailed me out nonetheless.