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I smoked a rabbit on the way home from my buddy's house tonight. As in a live, jumping rabbit that decided to just leap in front of my car just as I was going over that certain stretch of road.
Anywho, onto the actual "kill/racing" stories for the day, I've been a busy little bee & haven't had much time to be on here for a while, but I raced a few cars (wasn't a long enough race to draw a clear winner in either, I don't think.) A few days ago I was in Ypsilanti and raced a black lady in a Bonneville GXP (the Northstar-equipped ones), and I stayed ahead of her for a while; then she slid in behind me to get on the interstate
Then there was today, I was picking up my sister at the high school, and right in front of me at the light @ the exit was a shiny red '69 Camaro SS sitting there, so I gave him a little revv, and he gave me one back. So we pulled out onto the road that was about deserted (the rest of the school was behind us and NOT catching up) and we both floored it. I had to turn while he was punching it in a straight line so he made some distance by there but by the time I hit the 2-3 shift I was pulling on him, not hard, but I'd say about 1/2 a car behind him. Sure enough, at work tonight, my co-worker who is friends with the kid said that the Camaro owner was "pissed that a Saturn hung with his muscle car." Before I get you nay-sayers, those old muscle cars in bone-stock form were NOT THAT fast!
Anywho, onto the actual "kill/racing" stories for the day, I've been a busy little bee & haven't had much time to be on here for a while, but I raced a few cars (wasn't a long enough race to draw a clear winner in either, I don't think.) A few days ago I was in Ypsilanti and raced a black lady in a Bonneville GXP (the Northstar-equipped ones), and I stayed ahead of her for a while; then she slid in behind me to get on the interstate
Then there was today, I was picking up my sister at the high school, and right in front of me at the light @ the exit was a shiny red '69 Camaro SS sitting there, so I gave him a little revv, and he gave me one back. So we pulled out onto the road that was about deserted (the rest of the school was behind us and NOT catching up) and we both floored it. I had to turn while he was punching it in a straight line so he made some distance by there but by the time I hit the 2-3 shift I was pulling on him, not hard, but I'd say about 1/2 a car behind him. Sure enough, at work tonight, my co-worker who is friends with the kid said that the Camaro owner was "pissed that a Saturn hung with his muscle car." Before I get you nay-sayers, those old muscle cars in bone-stock form were NOT THAT fast!