PimpinAintEz347
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- Joined
- Sep 30, 2001
Decide I haven't gotten on my car in a while so I hooked her up w/ my QT Pro Hoosier's and take her out to the Houston's race scenes. I'm on 249 and decide to check out the local bank. 20 or so cars are there... and I roll up inside. Instantly I get the head turns and a few come rushing to my window. They all tell me that this cobra (i think 99) has been beating the pants off everyone tonite and that I might give it some competition (haha yes he said that). A ford... please... show me where he is! As i roll by.. my cam rumbles the ground and there he is parked w/ his car on looking to get in another race. I stop by him. Loud exhaust, phat cam, bring it on! Our convo goes something like this....
Me: nice snake.. I heard you've been having a good night
Him: Ya you could say that
Him: Never raced a GN before... too bad they aren't a 6-speed
Me: Ya too bad
Him: Just got near gears... pulling pretty nice tonight
Me: So which gear are you gonna use to pull me in... slow, slowest, even slower?
Him: Haha what makes you think you can talk s*** when you haven't proven anything tonight?
Me: Give me a chance... I just showed up
Him: Let's roll out
Me:
As we roll out onto the street... ppl began to park there cars towards the street to watch. He throws a few quick revs as he pulls up and stops at the light. I give the hoosiers a quick spin (he isnt worth a burnout) and line up at the light. The cross light turns yellow and I begin to build the boost. I get it up to 9#. The light turns red and down goes the pedal! I pull instantly 2-4 cars on him as i shift into 2nd and when i hit 3rd i pull about another 2 cars on him. Too bad he forgot to roll up his window b/c my wastegate just blasted his ears! I shut it down at about 100 mph and realize I was about 8 or so cars ahead. I hear everyone screaming as we both pull back into the lot. The rest of our convo goes like this...
Me: good race
Him: how the hell did you beat me?
Me: dont get too mad its just a 6
Him: I know!!!
Me: dude dont worry I didnt even use my NOS on you
Him: OMG!!!
Me: j/k dude I dont have NOS
Him: oh thank God
Him: I have never been raped like that... I f****** run 11.8 for God sakes!
Me: I guess that's not fast enough
Me: feel lucky I didnt steal your money...
Him:
Yup.. another night of glory and another snake down. After that no one wanted to race me He was the only car in the 11's there.. most were either high 12's low 13's (can you say ls1?)
Im getting ready to take her back to the track.. I will let you guys know what she runs but after installing an aluminum driveshaft and radiator I'm hoping... really hoping for a 10 sec run!!!
1987 Buick Grand National- 11.1@125
Me: nice snake.. I heard you've been having a good night
Him: Ya you could say that
Him: Never raced a GN before... too bad they aren't a 6-speed
Me: Ya too bad
Him: Just got near gears... pulling pretty nice tonight
Me: So which gear are you gonna use to pull me in... slow, slowest, even slower?
Him: Haha what makes you think you can talk s*** when you haven't proven anything tonight?
Me: Give me a chance... I just showed up
Him: Let's roll out
Me:
As we roll out onto the street... ppl began to park there cars towards the street to watch. He throws a few quick revs as he pulls up and stops at the light. I give the hoosiers a quick spin (he isnt worth a burnout) and line up at the light. The cross light turns yellow and I begin to build the boost. I get it up to 9#. The light turns red and down goes the pedal! I pull instantly 2-4 cars on him as i shift into 2nd and when i hit 3rd i pull about another 2 cars on him. Too bad he forgot to roll up his window b/c my wastegate just blasted his ears! I shut it down at about 100 mph and realize I was about 8 or so cars ahead. I hear everyone screaming as we both pull back into the lot. The rest of our convo goes like this...
Me: good race
Him: how the hell did you beat me?
Me: dont get too mad its just a 6
Him: I know!!!
Me: dude dont worry I didnt even use my NOS on you
Him: OMG!!!
Me: j/k dude I dont have NOS
Him: oh thank God
Him: I have never been raped like that... I f****** run 11.8 for God sakes!
Me: I guess that's not fast enough
Me: feel lucky I didnt steal your money...
Him:
Yup.. another night of glory and another snake down. After that no one wanted to race me He was the only car in the 11's there.. most were either high 12's low 13's (can you say ls1?)
Im getting ready to take her back to the track.. I will let you guys know what she runs but after installing an aluminum driveshaft and radiator I'm hoping... really hoping for a 10 sec run!!!
1987 Buick Grand National- 11.1@125