Well guys, I got off work tonight and started to drive home. On the way home, a 90's V6 Camaro started chasing me. Didn't race him since V-6 Camaros are jokes,p but it did make me want to go cruising. Anyway, I decided to go across town to our "dragstrip". It's just a dead end road in front of a cookie factory. I sit for a while and a guy pulls up in an 80's cutlass, complete with black racing stripes, a hilborn scoop, and a mess of glue from a removed ragtop. We raced, and I beat him by two car lengths. We pulled into a parking lot and I started talking to him. The Cutlass has one of those 260 horse GM crate motors with headers and whatnot. He turned out to be a pretty cool guy, though. That race gave me a little more confidence in my car. Even though I rebuilt the 350-4 over the Christmas holidays and upped the compression, it still doesn't pull the way I want it too. Probably the rear end gears.o No: Still though, that assured me that I can rape most ricers that roll my way.:TU: (God I hate those things):rant:
