I don't know about you guys, but I'm getting too cocky. I run up against any car with a street tire on it and I am beginning to assume an easy win. Not that I act cocky, but one of these times I'm gonna lose. I guess I should be content with the fact that when I do lose, the guy who does it will have a lot more into his car than I have into mine. Before I start, remember my car is in high 10s state of tune with 114 octane in the tank 
Anyway, I go out for a cruise tonight, hoping lots of other people would be doing the same because it's suppose to rain tomorrow. I get on the NYS thruway going south just as it was starting to get dark. Well, a little way into it I see a C5 Vette getting onto the thruway up ahead. From the distance I was away I wasn't sure if it was a convertible or not, it didn't look normal. I sped up so he wouldn't get away and as I got closer, I realized that it was not a convertible, it had this really cool (NOT riced) spoiler that I hadn't seen before. There were still 4 exhaust tips but they were bigger than stock and the car really rumbled. The car was black and looked flawless with nicely polished aluminum aftermarket rims. Just as I got even with him he took the first exit, so I swung over and followed him. We get caught at the red light off the exit and he is turning right. I pull up next to him anyway, knowing I'd still be following him
I put my passenger window down and he opened his. Here is our conversation:
Him: "That's a Grand National right? 6 cylinder?
Me: "Yup"
Him "I've always liked Grand Nationals, does yours have a supercharger?".
Me: "no, just a turbo, they all had a turbo. I saw your Vette up ahead and sped up hoping we could go at it a little."
Him: " Oh you want to race? I'll pop back out on the thruway if you want to race"
Me: <GRIN>
Me: "I'll be fair about it, we'll go from a 25-30mph roll and I'll let you have the jump...that gives your car all the advantages."
Him: <shaking his head with a smile on his face as if I was crazy for thinking I had a chance, especially under those circumstances> "Are you serious? Alright man, whatever you want" <shaking his head with a big, "this guy is crazy" grin>.
Light turns green and I follow him out onto the thruway. About 1/4 of a mile from there is a long straightaway. We get there with him in the middle lane and me in the right lane. I looked over to see if he thought this would be a good spot, but his windows were tinted BLACK. We get down to about 30 mph and I drop it into 2nd gear....waiting for him to nail it. Finally I see his front end pick up a little and hear his exhaust scream to life as his car takes off ahead of me. I nail it the second I see and hear this. By the time I reacted and the turbo spooled all the way up, he had about a car on me........that was the only lead he'd ever have. It was like reeling in a minnow on a tuna rig, I blew on by him with no trouble at all. I let off at about 110 mph or so with a large lead. He did fly on by me, but then slowed down so I could catch up and exit together. After we exited he pulled into a gas station so we could talk. I get out of my car and notice that when he gets out of his he is shaking his head again, only this time the grin is gone. I think he was in shock. Standing back behind our cars I guess I can understand why, side by side, his car looks a lot faster mine.
Him: "I can't believe that! <confused look on his face, hand rubbing back of neck>I never lose like that"
Me: "Hey look, you have a beautiful car <it really was nice, the nicest C5 I've ever seen> and it can do a lot of things that mine can't <smurk>"
Him: "I have headers, exhaust and a few other things done, I can't believe how hard that 6 cylinder just walked me."
I'll cut this part short. I told him about the one big car gathering there is in our area on Wednesdays and he said he'd come. Then we pulled out and I went looking for another kill.....but you guys know how that goes.......nothing else the rest of the night. I think the Vette made the 5 gallons of race fuel I used worth it though
Anyway, I go out for a cruise tonight, hoping lots of other people would be doing the same because it's suppose to rain tomorrow. I get on the NYS thruway going south just as it was starting to get dark. Well, a little way into it I see a C5 Vette getting onto the thruway up ahead. From the distance I was away I wasn't sure if it was a convertible or not, it didn't look normal. I sped up so he wouldn't get away and as I got closer, I realized that it was not a convertible, it had this really cool (NOT riced) spoiler that I hadn't seen before. There were still 4 exhaust tips but they were bigger than stock and the car really rumbled. The car was black and looked flawless with nicely polished aluminum aftermarket rims. Just as I got even with him he took the first exit, so I swung over and followed him. We get caught at the red light off the exit and he is turning right. I pull up next to him anyway, knowing I'd still be following him
I put my passenger window down and he opened his. Here is our conversation:Him: "That's a Grand National right? 6 cylinder?
Me: "Yup"
Him "I've always liked Grand Nationals, does yours have a supercharger?".
Me: "no, just a turbo, they all had a turbo. I saw your Vette up ahead and sped up hoping we could go at it a little."
Him: " Oh you want to race? I'll pop back out on the thruway if you want to race"
Me: <GRIN>
Me: "I'll be fair about it, we'll go from a 25-30mph roll and I'll let you have the jump...that gives your car all the advantages."
Him: <shaking his head with a smile on his face as if I was crazy for thinking I had a chance, especially under those circumstances> "Are you serious? Alright man, whatever you want" <shaking his head with a big, "this guy is crazy" grin>.
Light turns green and I follow him out onto the thruway. About 1/4 of a mile from there is a long straightaway. We get there with him in the middle lane and me in the right lane. I looked over to see if he thought this would be a good spot, but his windows were tinted BLACK. We get down to about 30 mph and I drop it into 2nd gear....waiting for him to nail it. Finally I see his front end pick up a little and hear his exhaust scream to life as his car takes off ahead of me. I nail it the second I see and hear this. By the time I reacted and the turbo spooled all the way up, he had about a car on me........that was the only lead he'd ever have. It was like reeling in a minnow on a tuna rig, I blew on by him with no trouble at all. I let off at about 110 mph or so with a large lead. He did fly on by me, but then slowed down so I could catch up and exit together. After we exited he pulled into a gas station so we could talk. I get out of my car and notice that when he gets out of his he is shaking his head again, only this time the grin is gone. I think he was in shock. Standing back behind our cars I guess I can understand why, side by side, his car looks a lot faster mine.
Him: "I can't believe that! <confused look on his face, hand rubbing back of neck>I never lose like that"
Me: "Hey look, you have a beautiful car <it really was nice, the nicest C5 I've ever seen> and it can do a lot of things that mine can't <smurk>"
Him: "I have headers, exhaust and a few other things done, I can't believe how hard that 6 cylinder just walked me."
I'll cut this part short. I told him about the one big car gathering there is in our area on Wednesdays and he said he'd come. Then we pulled out and I went looking for another kill.....but you guys know how that goes.......nothing else the rest of the night. I think the Vette made the 5 gallons of race fuel I used worth it though
