So I was comig into the city the other day via whitemud drive. (thats our main (come on anthony henday) but pathetic freeway), at about 17street. And some kinda crotch rocket goes flying by me. I couldnt tell what it was due to his high rate of speed and my low knowledge of bikes. As soon as I get across 17 street, wich are the only lights on that freeway for at least 25km's I drop it into 3rd and do my best to catch him. Now for those of you who dont know what an m30 is good at, its picking up speed from 90kmh and up. so I quickly catch up to him at about 180kmh and he speeds up a little more, I keep it going and evetually come right beside him, now at this point I dont want to look at my speedo, cause Im right beside the guy, so I keep going till he gets scared and wont go any faster. I get about 10 cars in front of him and let off the accelerator completely and take a look down, I'm going just under 240kmh. Now at this point I had been decelerating for less than a second, so at my best estimation I hit between 240 and 245kmh. Not that my car is faster than whatever he was driving, but he was a little nervous to go any faster. But who could blame him? I was nervous and I have four wheels he only has two. And to him it probably felt like he was going at least the speed of sound.
And that is the fastest I have ever traveled on the ground.