
The new C Class was so close, it looked like it was trying to ram something up my Focus' tailpipe.
Did I oblige? Never. I gunned the engine and accelerated further.
But being a far more powerful car, the C200K had no problem keeping up with my Focus, until we reached the bends in the road.
Those who are familiar with C Class reviews would know just how tail-happy it can be. So, while I had little or no problems negotiating bends at high speeds in my darling Focus, the driver of the C200K began slowing down.
And I don't blame him for doing that.

So, while pissing contests can be fun, the C200K driver did the right thing - he saved himself from the agony of smashing his luxury car on a ego trip.
Haa! I'm the one to talk, huh?
Well, I too slowed down and reached the office safely. So, there...
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