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SITHV6
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This is my first of many posts to come. (pre-further mods)
I had just come back from a friends race shop and on my way home when i came to a stop at one of a few last remaining traffic lights, when a black 98+mustang pulls behind me. i look in my rear view and dont think much of it until I see the passenger heatedly pointing to my rear window sticker reading "FRIENDS DONT LET FRIENDS DRIVE FORDS". He made this obvious to his driver and i could just make out a "Are you going to let him get away with that?!" So the driver then pulls up along side me and lo'and behold its a cobra with 24Kt gold plated emblems. Of course he revs at me. I see the passenger got quieter when he noticed my hood mounted fuel pressure gage and Cragar pro stars and BGC street/drag tires.I guess he was expecting something that couldnt fight back, like a grocery getter or a Honda! He stopped his reving and im wondering whats on his mind and gave him a second to realize i'm not a garden variety 14sec regal. I asked myself if i should spool up and got a response of "DO NOT FIRE UNTIL FIRED UPON!" Light turns green and this guy nails it and gets about a good 2-3 cars on me! With no boost and drag shoes i punch it and within no time i stop him from pulling away an inch more. he squawked second gear and thought he had me, his passenger was litterally dancing in his seat! Before he could chirp his 3rd gear, i was already along side him and waved my fingers "bye-bye" through the top of my cracked open tinted windows just as his 3rd was slammed home.NO CONTEST! At the final light he pulls along side and the driver asks "what does it run?" I told him "11.70's, I'll be doing 10's by the end of the month!" The driver glares at his passenger who's now avoiding his eyes and glancing over my buick for something he might have missed that could have kept him from spurring his friend to a race!
I had just come back from a friends race shop and on my way home when i came to a stop at one of a few last remaining traffic lights, when a black 98+mustang pulls behind me. i look in my rear view and dont think much of it until I see the passenger heatedly pointing to my rear window sticker reading "FRIENDS DONT LET FRIENDS DRIVE FORDS". He made this obvious to his driver and i could just make out a "Are you going to let him get away with that?!" So the driver then pulls up along side me and lo'and behold its a cobra with 24Kt gold plated emblems. Of course he revs at me. I see the passenger got quieter when he noticed my hood mounted fuel pressure gage and Cragar pro stars and BGC street/drag tires.I guess he was expecting something that couldnt fight back, like a grocery getter or a Honda! He stopped his reving and im wondering whats on his mind and gave him a second to realize i'm not a garden variety 14sec regal. I asked myself if i should spool up and got a response of "DO NOT FIRE UNTIL FIRED UPON!" Light turns green and this guy nails it and gets about a good 2-3 cars on me! With no boost and drag shoes i punch it and within no time i stop him from pulling away an inch more. he squawked second gear and thought he had me, his passenger was litterally dancing in his seat! Before he could chirp his 3rd gear, i was already along side him and waved my fingers "bye-bye" through the top of my cracked open tinted windows just as his 3rd was slammed home.NO CONTEST! At the final light he pulls along side and the driver asks "what does it run?" I told him "11.70's, I'll be doing 10's by the end of the month!" The driver glares at his passenger who's now avoiding his eyes and glancing over my buick for something he might have missed that could have kept him from spurring his friend to a race!
