toomanymodz
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- Oct 14, 2009
Soooo, I was over at a neighbor/friend's house helping him with an electrical gremlin when he looked over at his shiny 1969 Firebird parked in the driveway and said "Well, I think I'm gonna head up the road... which way you goin?". I replied, "Wherever you're going". So he fired up the engine to warm it up. We're talking a blown 454 Chevy big block, TH400, Fab-9 rear, fenderwell headers etc.
Before we leave, he says "Now, I'll let you get the jump and I'll just come around you". I just said "fine" and kept my comments to myself.
We take a drive up the road to a good 4 lane divided and make our turn onto the runway. He's cruising at about 30 MPH and waiting for me. I figured I'd come up beside him first, but nope, he hammers it right away.
My car doesn't hook for nothing at such a low speed, so the Nitto's were spinning and spinning. I got out of the throttle and gave it about 1/2 throttle and they spun some more. I'm maintaining, not gaining but not losing ground either. By this time we're at about 90 and I shift into Drive. The tires finally bite and I blow past him like he's in reverse. I take it up to a quick 145 or so and back her down.
I wait for him at a turn-around and he arrives, clicks-off his engine and said. "Good lord that thing is fast. I have never lost a race in this car before and you went by me like I was standing still. A whole 'nother league". We drove back to his house and he shook his head and said "the next car I build is gonna be a turbo car".
Before we leave, he says "Now, I'll let you get the jump and I'll just come around you". I just said "fine" and kept my comments to myself.
We take a drive up the road to a good 4 lane divided and make our turn onto the runway. He's cruising at about 30 MPH and waiting for me. I figured I'd come up beside him first, but nope, he hammers it right away.
My car doesn't hook for nothing at such a low speed, so the Nitto's were spinning and spinning. I got out of the throttle and gave it about 1/2 throttle and they spun some more. I'm maintaining, not gaining but not losing ground either. By this time we're at about 90 and I shift into Drive. The tires finally bite and I blow past him like he's in reverse. I take it up to a quick 145 or so and back her down.
I wait for him at a turn-around and he arrives, clicks-off his engine and said. "Good lord that thing is fast. I have never lost a race in this car before and you went by me like I was standing still. A whole 'nother league". We drove back to his house and he shook his head and said "the next car I build is gonna be a turbo car".
