This morning on the way to town, I see this nice, clean '91-'93 GT a little more than a 1/8 mile in front of me so my foot (has a mind of its own sometimes) eases down the accelerator pedal to catch up and play. Lo and behold, red light and I get the suicide (merging) lane--just the way I like it.
I look over and the guy (~mid 40) looks over in anticipation and waves and I wave back. All of a sudden I get this "all in the family"-type feeling and rising adrenaline subsides. As sometimes in the past, it always feels good to get up beside any other decent looking Mustang (V8) on the road, but I am still always more than willing to tangle, yet this time it was a sort of "respect for family" type of feeling. And when the light turned green, I just let him go (kinda as a sign of respect).
About 2 minutes later, totatlly puzzled, I thought to myself, "Jamal, what the heck was that?" Hmmmmm. Well, now that I think about it, it was kinda early in the morning and I usually don't wanna do anything after I've just woken up.
One thing's for sure though, if he had revved me, I wouldn't have hesitated. This was a first for me though.
Oh yeah, it was pretty much stock and I'm sure I would have slaughtered it.
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'79 Mustang Coup w/ 4" Cowl
Stock 5.8L, C4 w/ shift kit
Holley 750 cfm, Edelbrock Performer RPM intake
1 5/8" MAC shorty headers, Al driveshaft
2.5" Off road H-pipe, 2-chamber Flowmasters
Front: 225/60/15, Rear: 255/60/15 Eagle GT II
Weld wheels (15x6;15x8), 8.8" Rear w/ 3.55s
14 x 4” K&N air filter (getting the Xtreme setup someday)
"Red, thou art my companion. Hasten now your quickened metamorphosis to
Green that I may conquer all who dare abide there beside me. May they be left
thither behind burnt black." ---Fox Body