I was just getting my windows adjusted and I was praying to find a race just because my car is finally running perfect after getting it completley restored. Sure enough I see a silver corvette in the distance. I get through traffic hoping he wouldn't get off before the exit to my house(happens to be a long straight road). He doesn't get off and I pull next to him, I pull up next to him and gave him a smile before I got in front of him. Sure enough he follows me off the highway and we catch a red. The car had racing stripes on the fenders, exhaust from what I could tell, and a lt4 sticker on the bumper. I wait for him to punch it just because I dont like to start races on the street because you never know who it could be. He gets on it and get about a car before I spool up, 17 psi and he is at least 4 cars behind me in a few seconds. Then....POP!! Thought I broke something because I wasnt going anywhere fast. Funny thing is that it was my wastegate rod, thank God. He eventually passed me but its good to know that I smoked him for that period of time.
Sorry so long, its my first time with this car and the expression on that guys face was worth every moment of work.
Sorry so long, its my first time with this car and the expression on that guys face was worth every moment of work.