Buick Beginner
Where is my $$$ going?
- Joined
- Nov 9, 2001
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I'm a responsible 36 year old, with a wife, kids and a mini-van. About 4 months ago the wife finally gave in to the Grand National idea, (after 14 years of pestering, It's a perfect 2nd car Honey). Anyway, I've been steadily posting questions, reading books, and tuning my 87 GN over these last few months and she runs good considering the light mods. O.K. sorry I'm rambling, I needed to run up to my local Best Buy to pick up some CD-Rs last saturday night, traffic is always heavy around the Tampa Fl area and that night was no exception, there always seems to be bunches of rice burners, camaros and mustangs everywhere around town but I hadn't run into any while driving the GN. Well low and behold as I left the store making a wide left on the main road this really sharp late model Mustang GT blows past me, in a turn no doubt. I guess after years of driving the Plymouth Voyager I just thought; goofy kid, he's gonna get a ticket. But as the situation progressed the unthinkable happened, we both got caught at the light. The Mustang really looked nice, the kid had done a good job with the wheels, spoiler, and paint. The V-8 exhaust sounded good. Suddenly I was in 1983 again and instead of my 70 GTO, I was sitting in my "Second car" 87 GN. I knew what was coming and there was no way out - we were going to run, my heart was pumping and I could literally feel it beating. The only trouble was the next redlight, where more traffic was, was only about an eighth of a mile up. O.K. it won't hurt to just race a little, I promised myself only up to 70 or so. When the light turned I jumped the Stang by about 1/2 a car length, that was all I needed, all he saw until my speedo hit 70 was Buick taillights. It was time to back off because of traffic, he darted around the traffic and weaved the lanes to get up to his turn-off, and that was the last I saw of him. I really don't think this kid had any idea what the all black cars and their T-Type brothers are capable of doing. The whole thing got my blood pumping so hard I thought I was gonna have to stop off somewhere for a bear claw and some chocolate milk. Now if you'll excuse me I have run another erand in my "second car". - BB
