This is a true story.
(today)
So, it started as a game I guess, this black SS chasing me thru town, light to light, spinning his tires behind me, acting like he was fast. Yeah, I was impressed.
I stopped at the Chevron station, and he stopped too, gassing at the pump across from me. He said,"nice truck, too bad it ain't a chevy"! I said, "yeah, too bad, then you might have a chance".
He laughed, and said his car was one of the fastest Chevy's made! It has a 305 HO, yadda yadda..........................even had a personalised plate.
HOO BOY.
We paid for gas at the same time, and, as he walked out the door behind me, he said,"so, you think your truck is fast"? I said,"no, but its faster than your car".
He said dodges suck, and got in his car.
Behind me again, we pulled up to the light at the edge of Wasilla, he got in the lane next to me, no one in front of us, waiting for the light.
Well, here is what happened.
Light green, he spins...........I go.
I am now about a car and a half in front of him, run it up to about 4500 in first, he is staying with me, but behind me, and I hit second (now doing about 50) I jump on him again, about another car length, and start pulling from him, as the rpm's got near about 4000, he really started dropping back (now about 100 feet back) I ran her up to about 5000 in second (about 70) and plugged it in third, and stayed on it until about 90. He was way way back, about 200 feet. I backed off, and slowed down for the next light, he passed me, as I was down to about 50 again.
He didn't even look at me. Poor guy., I think I broke his heart.
