The way I recollect the story(too lazy to look it up) is that it started from a dead stop....Guessin I am not too worried about a high noon showdown with you...
I presume it started from a dead stop, since I heard behind me the sudden sound of a revving engine (like you'd hear if it was floored) and tires spinning out. By the time I turned around to see what the ruckus was all about, it had already covered quite a bit of distance, still accelerating, leaving me only just enough time, moving as fast as I was able with an elderly dog in tow, to get myself and him out of the way. Essentially, I was dragging the poor old guy, who had no idea what was going on. Very scary situation. I hope it never happens to you. This guy's intention, with reckless disregard for life, was clearly to cause me to fear for my life.
