Well, I was on my way to school, and I'm listening to some tunes. I turn
onto this street that you can go 45 on and I'm just cruising along. I didn't
even notice there was a candy apple red chevy CK-10 custom cutting behind me
trying to get a red light with me. ANYWAYS. the first red light was
hilarious. I'm probably reving up to 2800 rpms just driving normally, but
after 25 mph, I started to hear his engine rev up like crazy so I look over
and there the guy was trying to race. Well. further down to 35ish MPH, I
found out this guy WAS on it and punched it and got the tailgate past his
hood.
Next red light. We both slow down to get a "red" and he sees I'm all ready
because my shifter is in "1" and he looks over and signals to have a
conversation.
1) oh. damn that thing is quick. you have a 360 in it? "Nope, look at the
239 v6 badge, idiot!"
2) well, if I REALLY wanted to race you, I would have a 454. "Freaking
hilarious... Sure. I'll get a 426 Hemi too and we'll see who's boss"
3)anyways. I hollered at him, why he wanted to race, and he said he was on
it the whole time and couldn't believe I could punch it and get ahead of him
that quick.
4) I tell him let's do it for real this time and he chickens off saying "naw.
I have a 3/4 ton truck. it's not geared for racing. I have a truck too. it's
not geared anywhere NEAR for racing.
light turns green and the tires squeel and off I go.
Those chevies. They knew they could only beat my when my timing was bad....
Now that it's fixed. I'm leaving rubber at every light.
-Dester
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