Okay this happened a while back but it's Monday, I don't feel like working yet so...
I'm cruising at our local "strip" a 4 lane divided road with strip malls and fast food joints on the side etc. It's been THE place to cruise and catch a light for the last 50 years and you can find 500-600 cars there on the weekends easily. Everything from old school 50's hotrods to riced out uniwiper Civics (The latter getting a bit to popular these days) There is a 3-4 mile "loop" we usually do. Taco Bell at the South end and Mc'ds on the North side defining the cruise "area". You cruise up and down stopping along the way at various parking lots to shoot the crap and check out the cars parked. Past Taco Bell to the south the road opens to basically empyt 4 lane road with traffic lights every 1/4 mile or so. (
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Most races in the "zone" are from a 10-15mph roll to whatever, sometimes you creep along with the car next to you waiting for the next light to go red. Not really a "street racing" scene but very fun with spur of the moment "at a light" type races.
I usually do 0-60 sprints to keep the police happy and that's about it.
So anyway, I'm heading South and come up on a healthy sounding 87-93 Mustang LX 5.0. The guy gets on it and burns em from a 10mph roll so I reply with a 4000rpm throttle dump and let the BOV do a nice POOOOSSH (yes I have my stock modified to work open ) So we both know it's "on" we just need the traffic to clear ahead as we make our way South doing the typical antagonistic 10-30mph short pulls with each other...based on that I knew I had this guy in the bag.
So we FINALLY get to a light down in the "dark zone" where there are no businesses and just open road. I pull up to the light first, he pulls up to my right. Now this is the guy mind you that KEPT on doing clutch dumps from a roll and egging me on for the last 4 miles. I look over and give the somewhat serious faced "short wave" and "head nod" knowing I'm going to each his lunch as soon as the light goes green.
I see the other light go yellow, bring the revs to 5 grand....bwambwambwambwam...my light goes green, feed the clutch, boost comes up, the car bears down and I'm GONE. I look in my mirror and he is just pulling away from the light with no drama.
I'm like, you have to be kidding me. That's it? All that noise, strutting, tire spinning etc and the guy lays down like a chump?
Next light, I roll down my window and say "What the heck happened?" He says with his car idling like a prostock "potatopotatopotato" , and I quote "What do you think I'm stupid? I'm not racing one of those from a stop". ROFLMAO
So we went from 15mph and I killed him by a couple cars anyway.
<Disclaimer for the Ford guys: I know if he put a supercharger on, he would kick my ass...maybe. I know if the car was running right with heads cam gears open headers ET streets, sway bar removed headlight out, inside stripped, he would beat me...maybe. I Know there are turbo Fox bodies running 10.30's built with Coke cans and junkyard turbos blah blah blah.>
I'm cruising at our local "strip" a 4 lane divided road with strip malls and fast food joints on the side etc. It's been THE place to cruise and catch a light for the last 50 years and you can find 500-600 cars there on the weekends easily. Everything from old school 50's hotrods to riced out uniwiper Civics (The latter getting a bit to popular these days) There is a 3-4 mile "loop" we usually do. Taco Bell at the South end and Mc'ds on the North side defining the cruise "area". You cruise up and down stopping along the way at various parking lots to shoot the crap and check out the cars parked. Past Taco Bell to the south the road opens to basically empyt 4 lane road with traffic lights every 1/4 mile or so. (
)Most races in the "zone" are from a 10-15mph roll to whatever, sometimes you creep along with the car next to you waiting for the next light to go red. Not really a "street racing" scene but very fun with spur of the moment "at a light" type races.
I usually do 0-60 sprints to keep the police happy and that's about it.
So anyway, I'm heading South and come up on a healthy sounding 87-93 Mustang LX 5.0. The guy gets on it and burns em from a 10mph roll so I reply with a 4000rpm throttle dump and let the BOV do a nice POOOOSSH (yes I have my stock modified to work open
) So we both know it's "on" we just need the traffic to clear ahead as we make our way South doing the typical antagonistic 10-30mph short pulls with each other...based on that I knew I had this guy in the bag.So we FINALLY get to a light down in the "dark zone" where there are no businesses and just open road. I pull up to the light first, he pulls up to my right. Now this is the guy mind you that KEPT on doing clutch dumps from a roll and egging me on for the last 4 miles. I look over and give the somewhat serious faced "short wave" and "head nod" knowing I'm going to each his lunch as soon as the light goes green.
I see the other light go yellow, bring the revs to 5 grand....bwambwambwambwam...my light goes green, feed the clutch, boost comes up, the car bears down and I'm GONE. I look in my mirror and he is just pulling away from the light with no drama.
I'm like, you have to be kidding me. That's it? All that noise, strutting, tire spinning etc and the guy lays down like a chump?
Next light, I roll down my window and say "What the heck happened?" He says with his car idling like a prostock "potatopotatopotato" , and I quote "What do you think I'm stupid? I'm not racing one of those from a stop". ROFLMAO
So we went from 15mph and I killed him by a couple cars anyway.
<Disclaimer for the Ford guys: I know if he put a supercharger on, he would kick my ass...maybe. I know if the car was running right with heads cam gears open headers ET streets, sway bar removed headlight out, inside stripped, he would beat me...maybe. I Know there are turbo Fox bodies running 10.30's built with Coke cans and junkyard turbos blah blah blah.>
