OK, I am at this tech school when I first get my stang. Friend in class has a 2000 V-6 Slomaro, 5 speed, dual exhaust and cold air. My car was still stock. He asks if I want to run after class, I NEVER back down (unless the wife and/or kids are in the car). After class we head over to this stretch of road that is about 1/4 mile between 2 red lights. At the change he floors it, I had already turned OD off and dropped to 1st for manual shifting so I was ready. He has me by about 3 feet! I hit second and chirp the tire, he looks back and tries to push harder, but I was gaining on him. Then with no warning I blew past him in D at 90. When I spoke to him later on he said that he thought I had backed down, by the time he realized I had'nt, I was passing him and he could not catch back up. Yeah whatever!
Second tale:
Another classmate has a 94 civic with an Integra V-Tec, he wants to run. OK, we head up to peachtree Indusrtial, find a quiet strip and let go, he gets the passenger side window of his car even with the nose of my stang. It stayed that way for the whole race. Until I HAD to slow down to prevent becoming one with the boxtruck I was quickly approaching.
Third tale:
96-97 Blue Honda Accord...many changes, we were at a red light, he hears the sound of my exhaust (sounds like an old 5.0 at low boost and take off) and decides to run me. Bad decision Jr. Flip off OD drop to first and gun it and we are rolling side by side. He's desperrately trying to pass me so he won't rearend the car thats fast approaching in his lane. I hit D and stomp the Accl at 80 and hit passing gear and left his ass behind. At the next light he meekly pulls up to turn, nods his way by and hauls ass.
4th and last tale:
95 V-6 Mustang with 4 girls. My wife was 5 months preg with our 3rd child at the time. We are at the light and this chick starts ######## with me, revving up TRYING to catch a tire. It was just like the scene from TF&F where Vin Diesil tells old boy to smoke the Ferrari. My wife looks at her, then to me and says," Snoke that #####". We took off and the chick in the 95 was playing catchup. That race ended when we both noticed the GA State Patrol coming down the road the other way. She got stuck behind a truck and I used that truck to mask my speed.
I have more, including a few backing down after hearing the exhaust, but that would make this post WAY too long.
Peace out for now.
Second tale:
Another classmate has a 94 civic with an Integra V-Tec, he wants to run. OK, we head up to peachtree Indusrtial, find a quiet strip and let go, he gets the passenger side window of his car even with the nose of my stang. It stayed that way for the whole race. Until I HAD to slow down to prevent becoming one with the boxtruck I was quickly approaching.
Third tale:
96-97 Blue Honda Accord...many changes, we were at a red light, he hears the sound of my exhaust (sounds like an old 5.0 at low boost and take off) and decides to run me. Bad decision Jr. Flip off OD drop to first and gun it and we are rolling side by side. He's desperrately trying to pass me so he won't rearend the car thats fast approaching in his lane. I hit D and stomp the Accl at 80 and hit passing gear and left his ass behind. At the next light he meekly pulls up to turn, nods his way by and hauls ass.
4th and last tale:
95 V-6 Mustang with 4 girls. My wife was 5 months preg with our 3rd child at the time. We are at the light and this chick starts ######## with me, revving up TRYING to catch a tire. It was just like the scene from TF&F where Vin Diesil tells old boy to smoke the Ferrari. My wife looks at her, then to me and says," Snoke that #####". We took off and the chick in the 95 was playing catchup. That race ended when we both noticed the GA State Patrol coming down the road the other way. She got stuck behind a truck and I used that truck to mask my speed.
I have more, including a few backing down after hearing the exhaust, but that would make this post WAY too long.
Peace out for now.
