In May of '89, my cousin and I flew out to Great Falls, Montana to purchase my '71 Charger Superbee. On the way back we went through Billings. As we were driving down a street looking for a gas station, some kids in a Chevelle pulled up beside us and started racing ahead and falling back, with all the kids in the car hollering "Wanna race. Let's go". My cousin and i just laughed and pulled into a gas station.After we filled up, we were trying to cross this busy street to go back the way we came. In the mean time, these kids had drove up the street and turned around and were on their way back. It just happened that I had to stand on it when I pulled out right in front of these guys. I lit the tires up, got her a little sideways and whipped her out onto the street. These kids who wanted to race sooooo bad about 5 minutes ago just cruised by and didn't say a word. They wouldn't even look at the car. My cousin and I thought it was pretty hilarious.
