While traving home today this dued in this little porche decide to go 20 mph in a 35mhp zone where everyone drives 45-50 mph. I got up on him and blew the horn to this he decides to slam on breaks. The quick and nimbel handeling of this car alowed me to avoid a colision and go around the ( pardon my french) A S S H O L E with out any trouble. I go on about my way and check my rear view to find the porche flying up my back end. I slow down a little and the porche inches closer. I thnk to my self I realy feal bad because if this jerk hits me I know I will walk away from it but that fiberglass ( not sure if I spelled that right) body won't take it. so I coniue cruzing ad 45 mph to this he gets even closer and begins to flash his brights. I had had just about enough of this yahoo so I decide to do a " break check" and came to an almost stand still. Realizing that he had no intntio of stopping I put the pedel to the metal and the almost 2 ton beast proceded to leave the porche in the dust. I should have let him eat the back end it would have served him right for almost making me hit him the tailgaing me. Can we say " WHIP CASH!"?