Driving home from work, minding my own business on an absolutely gorgeous mid-fifty degree, sun-shining afternoon after the midnight "Thundersnow" we had last night, I take the last turn to go home and I hear (windows down, heater on) this loud-ass rev as I exit the intersection and two dumbass kids in a '86/7 (last of the single turbo, wedge cars) brown ZX trying to come around me. I stand on it in second at 30 and the aged GS-Cs wait until the secondaries opened at 45 to leave a nice, quick smokescreen for my "shadow". I immediately put four or five cars on him to 80 and the last light before my house turns red. Hmmmmmm.....
Same scenario as the '89 Saleen kill I reported, big hump in the middle of the intersection followed by a dip with a curve about 1/4 mile down the road. I look over and the driver just gives me a shrug with his palms up and he's got another high-school age passenger. The crosslight turned yellow, so I didn't have time to ask what else he'd done to his car (other than the aftermarket exhaust).
Green light and he nailed it, tires screeching. I take first about half throttle, and when I get across the hump and through the dip, nail it. He gets about length, slamming his car over the hump and through the dip (you know the kind with all the oil pan scrape marks on the far side :-D) and another half after I spun wildly on my first gear/twenty mph punch.
Once I hooked in first, I passed him and put a length or two. I heard him bark second two beats before I shifted and after I hooked up I put another three or four lengths to 80. God I love the look on their faces (plural) when you just pull by them like they're sitting still
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I slowed for my left turn into the subdivision and he gave me another shrug and a wave as he went by...
Same scenario as the '89 Saleen kill I reported, big hump in the middle of the intersection followed by a dip with a curve about 1/4 mile down the road. I look over and the driver just gives me a shrug with his palms up and he's got another high-school age passenger. The crosslight turned yellow, so I didn't have time to ask what else he'd done to his car (other than the aftermarket exhaust).
Green light and he nailed it, tires screeching. I take first about half throttle, and when I get across the hump and through the dip, nail it. He gets about length, slamming his car over the hump and through the dip (you know the kind with all the oil pan scrape marks on the far side :-D) and another half after I spun wildly on my first gear/twenty mph punch.
Once I hooked in first, I passed him and put a length or two. I heard him bark second two beats before I shifted and after I hooked up I put another three or four lengths to 80. God I love the look on their faces (plural) when you just pull by them like they're sitting still
.I slowed for my left turn into the subdivision and he gave me another shrug and a wave as he went by...
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