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Mustang GT runs from the cops

Started by deathsled, March 26, 2024, 11:12:37 AM

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deathsled

https://www.youtube.com/shorts/lcD-ChO6i9Q

Maybe only the date changes and the rest stays the same.  According to Mark Twain history doesn't repeat itself but it sure likes to rhyme.

I wonder how many of us were as wild with our cars back in the day.  Me, I wasn't so brash.
"Low she sits on five spoke wheels
Small block eight so live she feels
There she's parked beside the curb
Engine revving to disturb
She's the princess from his past
Red paint gold stripes damned she's fast"

Jim Herrud

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My issue wasn't brashness - more of a brain fart. I divulged my admission on this forum back in 2019.
https://www.saacforum.com/index.php?topic=7480.msg62613#msg62613

I went to the University in Laramie Wyoming where the WyoTech Automotive school is located. Some of those guys had FAST cars. Occasionally, they would hold clandestine drag races on a little used road north of town where they'd marked out a quarter-mile strip. They would post a guy about a mile away on either side to warn us via CB radio of any approaching traffic. That was probably my most radical scoff-lawery.
Shelby Buff.
I used to be a "Vintage Car" guy. Now I'm just a "Vintage" car guy.
"There's never enough horsepower - Just not enough traction." - C.S.
Straight Roads are for Fast Cars. Turns are for Fast Drivers.

deathsled

Quote from: Jim Herrud on March 26, 2024, 05:23:02 PM
My issue wasn't brashness - more of a brain fart. I divulged my admission on this forum back in 2019.
https://www.saacforum.com/index.php?topic=7480.msg62613#msg62613

I went to the University in Laramie Wyoming where the WyoTech Automotive school is located. Some of those guys had FAST cars. Occasionally, they would hold clandestine drag races on a little used road north of town where they'd marked out a quarter-mile strip. They would post a guy about a mile away on either side to warn us via CB radio of any approaching traffic. That was probably my most radical scoff-lawery.
I refreshed my recollection by rereading your story.  That was quite an exhilarating experience that you can relive on rewind on any given moment.  It's in the rearview mirror to reflect upon, but you survived and the outcome was a success!  I really would like to write a story about the street racing scene in the 1970s.  I should get on it.  Yeah, the concept was sort of already done in American Graffiti but the 70s had a whole different cultural feel about it.
"Low she sits on five spoke wheels
Small block eight so live she feels
There she's parked beside the curb
Engine revving to disturb
She's the princess from his past
Red paint gold stripes damned she's fast"