me and 3 friends went to breakfast today., a 35 mile drive to Krispy Kreme. 80 all the way there, and people were still passing me. then on the way back one of my buddy's decides to roll down the rear passenger window, while the kid in the rear passenger seat tried to roll it up, and it wouldnt go back up. and being i have a 1985 535 so i accepted the possibility the motor died. so if im gunna have to suffer and pay for a new window motor. im making them suffer too. so i roll down all the windows, turn off the heat, and open the sun roof. since im a skier, the cold didnt bother me, but my buddys learned thier lesson about screwing with my windows. any way on the ride home i follow a 330 for a while. pull up next to it. lady turns around and there are 4 faces looking back at her. we all nodd'ed in syncrosin and then sped up a little. then we did the same thing to a older jag. then guesse whos back? thats right the 330. so we got behind them. poor lady probibly thought we were stalking here. oh well theres my random story that really isnt important.