I saw T-Stark's kill story and thought I'd post mine too because it's pretty funny as well. Out at the local cruise strip last weekend, sitting at sonic, and a guy pulls up in a red GTO and parks his car right in the middle of the drive, pops the hood, and everyone flocks over to it to check out whats under the hood. Mostly stock, but he's got headers, full exhaust, CAI, plugs and wires, and a handheld programmer. As everyone is looking under his hood he's revving it and being all kinds of cocky, soooo I ask him if he'd like to race a truck. Of course, he acts like "pfffttt a truck?! I'll kill it..." and says, yeah I'll race ya! So we take a trip up the street to a safe race place and go from a 30 with numerous cars following, watching. As soon as the third honk hit I jumped out in front of him by about 2 lengths and held my distance till well over 100. Poor guy must have got his feelings hurt because he didn't wave, thumbs up, stop to talk or anything, just kept his windows up, continued driving, got on the hwy and disappeared... LMAO!


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