and one night while out at the local cruisin spot, where everyone takes an exit to the highway to race about 6 miles and then hit the exit to loop back around(Note: I was 16 and immature), I was racing a Camaro and out of nowhere this car came flying up and pasted us both like we were in reverse. All I could make out were some crazy tail lights I hadn't ever seen before. That night when I went home I searched all over the internet to try and figure out what that rocket car was. Turns out it was a Z and from that point on I was hooked to the Z like it was crack. After a year and a half of research I found by baby and have been living in a constant state of hell since, but I can't turn my back on her because someday she will be my ultimate Z.