I rule.
Haha, that was a good one. I had the Z28 there and she was all talking about loving LS1s so I told her I had some other shit-bucket that was sitting there so she’d leave me alone. Then she chased Jakey around… and he ran like she had the AIDS (which, of course, she probably did).
My memories pretty much go back to meeting Mike through midnightracing. I remember the one night where I had my dad’s '95 Taurus (Z28 was in winter storage I think) and some other kid had an identical car. I beat him by about 1 car cuz I brake-torqued the launch. When I came back all the midnightracing kids were like “how did you do that!?!?!”
Then there was going down to UTown in the Z28, the AZN in his GST to one side, Kolar in his Talon on the other, Mike in the passenger seat. 3-wide freeway run and I got walked by both of them. I turned to Mike and said “I just got walked by 2 4cyls!!!” That was the night I learned to respect boost.
Or going down to Carlisle (sp?) when Mike’s Prelude got totalled. Chair jousting in the halls, me talking the hotel manager out of kicking the Hybrid crew out of their room, being about the only domestic in town etc.
Many nights at Fatheads, getting served underage and eating the best wings evar.
Blah Blah.
-TJ