Although I have never managed to land an E-body (yet!), I still have driven mostly hot MOPAR cars over the years. My last A-body Barracuda has been the most fun. These are my two favorite "kills" in my current toy. When my 'Cuda had a 383 built by me to 425 BHP, and a 727 and 8.25"/2.71:1 geared rear, I had some excitement while taking the kids for a visit with their grandma. I pulled up to a red light, waiting patiently for my chance to turn left on the green arrow, and thinking, "Cool! I will be able to buzz the 1/8 mile up the hill to the turn, because I am first in line." It is a two-lane left turn at this intersection, and another car pulled up to the light next to us. My wife turned to me and said, "I think he wants to race you." I turned and looked, and saw a Ford Probe Turbo. I laughed, and said, "You must be kidding! He doesn't stand a chance!" "You should hear him," she said. I told her I couldn't, as the car we were in was running, and she is a trifle throaty. "I think he's serious," she said. I looked again, and this driver was in his late 40's, wearing driving gloves, and looking at me like he could kill me as soon as drive against me. I told the wife that I couldn't, not with her and the kids in the car. Besides, it was just a Probe! Who was he kidding? The kids started yelling for me to do it, and I just kept shaking my head.Well, the light turned green, and he took off with a little tire chirp and quickly put a length on us. I wasn't going to, but now the kids and the wife were screaming for me to do it. So, I left it in low, and laid into the throttle heavy. I made up the car length before we had turned the corner, and left him about 10 car lengths back. I was turning onto my side street before he could catch up! The second story with my 'Cuda is after I had rebuilt the 383 to 450 BHP. The gears in the 8.25" diff were now 4.10s, and I had also installed a Superbird wing on her by this time. I was cruising down the road on a Friday night, and pulled up to a red light. A BMW 740 convertible pulled up next to me, in the right lane. The college kid in the driver's seat looked across at me and sneered. As the lights started to change, he revved his engine and got ready to leap. I figured, "OK, time to show you what a $4000 car can do." I put the shifter in low, and we took off together.The run was only a block,as the next light was also red, so I figured it would be short and sweet. Boy, was it! I left him like he was standing still, and was waiting patiently at the next light when he finally got there. He wouldn't even look at me when he got there, just made a quick right turn and skulked away. I love doing that to expensive cars.
