I'm commuting home with my wife this evening at 6:00 pm in moderately heavy traffic on Hawaii's Pali Highway. I'm in the left lane, going uphill, and just for fun, I drop from 5th into 4th and momentarily floor it. You don't get much chance to do that on Hawaii's congested roads, so you tend to exploit any gap that you can find to have a little fun. The beast leaps ahead, the Dinan pipes roaring. However, at that precise moment, a yellow, late model Ferrari appears next to me in the right lane. I swear I never saw this guy coming up in the right lane and had no idea he was even there until he passes me....and then I pass him! Well, of course he interprets my sudden acceleration as a challenge to his Ferrari's status as King of the Jungle. In his view, the leopard was threatening the alpha male lion, and he felt compelled to restore the proper jungle hierarchy. I had slowed down by then, but he bided his time and suddenly jinked into the left lane right in front of me and took off, his engine emitting an exotic, high pitched mechanical scream. I thought it was all rather amusing, since I never had any intention of attempting to race this guy, much less in traffic, but my wife was getting nervous at his wild driving. Well, a little later we both entered the Pali Tunnel, he ten car lengths or so ahead of me. He again suddenly floored it, and this time the high revving scream of the Ferrari's engine reverberating in the enclosed tunnel was a truly visceral experience. My wife again commented on how crazy he was, but I just couldn't resist answering him, at least with decibels, so I put in the clutch and reved the beast's engine. The quad Dinan free flow pipes bellowed back at him in basso profundo in the tunnel, carnivore answering carnivore in a raw scream of power. Of course, about this time my wife started to scream at me, so I had to cool it, reassuring her that I was only having a little fun. The Ferrari driver blew out of the tunnel on afterburners and is now probably telling his friends about the M5 which had the utter impertinence to challenge his machine. Me? I just thought the whole thing was a laugh, and I figured you guys around the planet would enjoy it, too. Aloha, Norgeiron.