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Fred 86 GN
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In the staging lanes at the track I see that an orange Maverick with slicks, skinnies, and no exhaust pulls up next to my car. Luck would have it that we end up at the tree at the same time. We do our burnouts -- he does a deafening big burnout while I do a small, quiet burnout to put just a little heat into the 8" M&H DOT tires. We stage, I bring the boost up a couple pounds, he brings his engine up to several thousand rpm. I am thinking I need to tree this guy to have a chance, so I leave a tick early (.450 light, but still a red light). He cuts a .560 light so I just have a fender on him out of the hole. His slicks let him catch up right away. As my second gear revs out, I hear him revving the daylights out of his small block right there beside me. Then I hear a "BOOM" and the GN grabs third. Mr. Maverick falls back immediately and continues to slow. I beat him! (Well, technically I red lighted and he did coast all the way down the track, so by the rules I guess he won...).
Whatever he blew up drained all over the track and they were down about 30 minutes cleaning it up. He was trying awfully hard with his RACE car to beat this little 12-second Buick GN that drove to and from the track.
Whatever he blew up drained all over the track and they were down about 30 minutes cleaning it up. He was trying awfully hard with his RACE car to beat this little 12-second Buick GN that drove to and from the track.