Tonight I ran her at the illegal street drags. There was this modded out Firebird T/A that was whipping up on everybody. I have never ran my altered beast at any competetition but I had to test my manlihood.
I called the T/A out.
I really thought that I was going to get SMASHED by the badass black Pontiac! I was like "What the hell?" and asked him to run me. He was laughing...and clowned my by saying..."Dude, I don't think that your Inter Cooler is big enough!"
Lined up...and got the jump on him...about 2 car lengths...and held it. The crowd was astonished!
The fool in the T/A then proceeds to bitch and moan about running again. He burned the **** out of his rubber before we lined up for a second pass...I smoked him again.
Tonight I sit on top of the world! I felt like a hero up there. Everybody was gathered around my car and asking like hella questions about my mods. I was like "I am stock...I swear! except for the FMIC!" I lied!
My baby did me well on this clear Saturday night...
I love her,