Had the 'ol bomber Regal out for a quick drive this afternoon & got my 1st street kill in the process.
My true intentions were to go to town, fill up the tank for winter storage, & come home. I did acomplish this & ruined some late teen-early 20's dudes day at the same time.
As I pulled into the gas station I noticed a 3rd Gen Camaro also fueling up. Didn't look like anything special... blue,aluminum rims, & chrome tip exhaust. (OH!! and a Sunpro Monster Tach on the dash) This must mean it's fast
The kid (I say this 'cause I'm 32) was starring my car down big time. I swiped the debit card & went about my business. Camaro boy quickly shuts off his pump & literally runs inside to pay. He comes back out, again glaring at my car. I don't think he has a foecking clue as to what he's looking at, other than a shiny black "boat" in his eyes (I assume anyhow)
My pump clicked off just as he got in his car. As I hung up the nozzle he fires the Chevy up. It's VERY loud, but a smooth idle. He then proceeds to give me a couple of Flowmaster slaps in the face. I thought, OK, it's go time skippy!!
I jumped in, buckled up & lit the fire. He once again barked the pipes at me as he drove by my stall. I followed him out of the lot & onto the highway. There was nobody in sight as far as we can see. I knew this dude was gonna go for it. I paced him at about 2-3 lengths back & when we hit the 55 MPH sign he hammers down. I went maybe 1/2-2/3 throttle, 2nd gear, 10 PSI. I quickly pulled side-X-side with him. He looked at me, I looked at him, smiled & put the loud pedal down. 18 PSI right now & I walked on him like he was tied to a stump.
I pulled in front of him after prolly 15 car lengths. I was fully expecting a loser fly-by, but he backed his candy a$$ down & stayed far away from me.:biggrin:
If I ever run into him again I'll ask what's under the hood, but I'm guessing a 350 at most.
My true intentions were to go to town, fill up the tank for winter storage, & come home. I did acomplish this & ruined some late teen-early 20's dudes day at the same time.
As I pulled into the gas station I noticed a 3rd Gen Camaro also fueling up. Didn't look like anything special... blue,aluminum rims, & chrome tip exhaust. (OH!! and a Sunpro Monster Tach on the dash) This must mean it's fast
The kid (I say this 'cause I'm 32) was starring my car down big time. I swiped the debit card & went about my business. Camaro boy quickly shuts off his pump & literally runs inside to pay. He comes back out, again glaring at my car. I don't think he has a foecking clue as to what he's looking at, other than a shiny black "boat" in his eyes (I assume anyhow)
My pump clicked off just as he got in his car. As I hung up the nozzle he fires the Chevy up. It's VERY loud, but a smooth idle. He then proceeds to give me a couple of Flowmaster slaps in the face. I thought, OK, it's go time skippy!!
I jumped in, buckled up & lit the fire. He once again barked the pipes at me as he drove by my stall. I followed him out of the lot & onto the highway. There was nobody in sight as far as we can see. I knew this dude was gonna go for it. I paced him at about 2-3 lengths back & when we hit the 55 MPH sign he hammers down. I went maybe 1/2-2/3 throttle, 2nd gear, 10 PSI. I quickly pulled side-X-side with him. He looked at me, I looked at him, smiled & put the loud pedal down. 18 PSI right now & I walked on him like he was tied to a stump.
I pulled in front of him after prolly 15 car lengths. I was fully expecting a loser fly-by, but he backed his candy a$$ down & stayed far away from me.:biggrin:
If I ever run into him again I'll ask what's under the hood, but I'm guessing a 350 at most.
I then decided i had to have one and picked one up just before i turned 16, loved it since! You never know how much you impact peoples lives doing things like that! LOL
