[DRASTiK]

Well, I don't really have too many interresting Street races to speak of, but one that's pretty good.

I had just bought my 88 GT. It had was the MAF, cam, clutch and exhaust that are in my sig. I went out with a buddy of mine (he was in his 85GT) to the street races. My wife and a friend and his wife all were in my car. We get out to the races and my wife's ex boyfriend is trying to set me up with a race before I even get out of the car. Apparently there is some "fast" eclipse there and he's yelling at everyone saying I'm gonna race him before I know what's going on. I get out of the car and am told what's happening and before I said anything, a friend of mine asks if I'll race her boyfriend in his stock 98 GT. I said sure.

Now keep in mind that I had been driving a 69 stang with a C4 in it for six years prior to this so I hadn't driven a 5 speed in a while.

We line up and the flag guy drops his arm and away we go, I spun through first and finally caught traction, I barely won (he was at my door when we shut down). He asked if I wanted to go again and I said "sure, I love close races." So we line up again and I launch a lot better this time and beat him by about a car. We get back to the crowd and park and shake hands and watch my buddy in his 85 totally annihalate (sp?) a few hondas with nitrous, then my wife's ex asks me if I'm ready for this eclipse. He made it sound like this car was unbeatable and the fastest thing on wheels. He just wanted to see me get beat in front of my wife by one of his friends. So I look at him and at my buddy (Nathan) and Nathan says "if he's so fast, I'll run him." Billy shakes his head and says "no, he wants to race Dave." (Nathan had the fastest car out there at the time and it was no secret)

So out of spite and a little anger I say HELL YES, LET'S GO RIGHT NOW!! We line up and the arm drops again and off we go, I somehow managed to launch well despite all my adrenaline and procede to pull this guy like he was going backwards once I hit second. Then he hit the juice. He pulls up almost to the front of my door and then starts to fall back away right before I hit fourth gear. I keep the hammer down because I'm not done yet. I keep pulling until I have enough room and then put my right signal on (I was in the left lane) and let it flash a couple of times and pull in front of him so there was NO mistaking who won the race. I still get pumped just thinking about that one. Hell, I'm pumped now because of it!!! WOOO HOOOO!!! sorry......I'm done now.

My wife's ex who had just bought a CRX when that happened has now sold it and bought a big 4x4 truck. I think he realized he couldn't quite cut it.