Dude, your Bourne-esque experience about being chased was great. I deliver pizza on the weekends; one night I had a delivery that was pretty high up the mountain. After I got back in my car from the delivery, I was in my car counting my money when another car's headlights came on about 50 feet behind me. I started my car and left, and the other car started following me, down every street I went down, every turn I made, he was still tailing me. I assumed he was out for robbing the pizza guy, and I was getting kinda freaked. I made it to a main road and started going kind of slow; maybe he'd pass me, I thought. He slowed down too; he was definitely after me. I eventually timed it so I could quickly accelerate through a yellow light, but have it turn red before the other car got there. Then I darted down a side street and took a roundabout route back to the pizza place. I felt like I was in a 007 movie chase. Scary, but exhilarating.