Driving the other night on the 401, a grey Nissan GT-R flew by … he was three lanes over, and when he gunned it, I said, “there goes Godzilla” … we kept jockeying back and forth, separated by those lanes, but I always had him in my sights. Ten minutes later, and many kilometres too, he came up beside me in the adjacent lane, and I couldn’t fucking believe it … it ACTUALLY was Godzilla … the plate read GODZILLA … it was then I lost him, or so I thought, but further down the highway, I caught up, and came up behind. Now, I know this picture is blurry, and the glare of the flash hitting the windscreen filtering it even more doesn’t help (sidenote: as I clicked, the flash delay, I mean realizing it was going to flash, freaked me and my hand wavered, it was almost like I wanted to put my phone down, not wanting to be seen snapping a pic, lol), but THAT’S Godzilla, no shit!!