I was on my way home yesterday, I always slow to 20mph on this one section of of the road, where the concrete turns to asphalt with a nice bump soon after a traffic circle and a whole bunch of entrances and exits. I usually accelerate somewhat hard (police precinct entrance is right there) in case someone comes racing up behind me. As I was up to almost 60, this black Mustang came up behind me pretty fast. I recognized the 2nd gen Cobra bumper, and it said SVT on the back. I began to accelerate harder. There were a handful of other cars, so we took it easy. I kept accelerating though, and soon he pulled up behind me. Once it cleared up, we were beside each other doing 80, suddenly he just pulled ahead very fast, I floored it and the AOD downshifted to third. I was soon right behind him doing over 100mph and accelerating. I passed him, I'm sure he could have easily passed me. I let him ahead as I was slowing down at every opening and possible hiding place for police cars. We spent the rest of the road doing about 90, with me slowing down and speeding up, because I'm paranoid from the ticket I received a few weeks ago (I knew I should have stayed and drank). I pulled up on his left and we glanced at each other, I had the biggest, stupidest grin on my face, I needed that fun, I hadn't had a very good morning. Then he turned onto the entrance for the L.I. Expressway (a sharp left across the oposing lanes of the road) at about 40mph. I could easily pull the same move, but I wouldn't there because there could be too much traffic, and the police like to hang out at the nearby gas station. As I went past, I heard his tires screech, with my music playing and my windows up. I glanced back quickly, as I was coming up on an intersection and the road was turning. he appeared to be facing the correct direction, I guess his rearend slid out a little, or he had to slam on the brakes. My car ran a little better after that, I guess it needed a bit of a 100mph workout to clean out the engine. I came to a stoplight, and my car stopped somewhat better, I bet the brakes were really hot. I'm glad there were no cops out, that could have ended badly. If I spotted one I would have been down to 50 in a second. Now tomorrow night I'm going to drive my new '84 Jeep Grand Wagoneer off road for the first time. Pretty much the first time ever, since the only driving I did was when my dad and I got it to start and I drove it around the gravel parking lot it was in. It's an entirely different world, no handling at all, and I never drove anything that slow. But it's fun off road, and completly unstoppable in the snow, which is what I got it for, though my dad will be driving it for now because he has no car. Okay, enough rambling, now I just have to find some ricer that some dope thinks is fast because it has rims and exhaust, just as long as I don't find a real tuner that's more powerful than the Mustang, that would be embarrasing. Though the Mustang would still put up a good fight.
nose diving the car by jamming the brakes when you see a cop is the best way I know of to make them come out and check you out. just lift off the throttle and lightly drag on the brake a bit but don't nose dive them. LOL
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retired and drag racing all I can now that I have the time! 13.533 @ 96.24 mph w/1.780 60', ALL THROTTLE, NO BOTTLE! 13.557 @ 98.24 mph most recentl
Oh yeah, sorry about the lenth and poor writing, I was really tired when I posted. I also need to learn to be more concise with posts. I have nothing but Magnaflow mufflers and an Airhog filter. I'm sure he wasn't really trying, to catch up with him at only a little over 100 was too easy. I didn't slam on the brakes and nose dive, I know where the police like to wait, so I slowed from 90 to about 65-70 in advance, then sped up after passing and checking that there was no police car. He just kept going 85-90, didn't seem like he cared. If I spotted a cop from far away I would slow down quickly, If I found them right there I would slow down gradually, so they wouldn't see me quickly cut my speed, and then they could say I was doing any crazy speed.
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'89 LX vs. '03-04 Cobra...had some fun... - 
