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Sorry if I sound giddy but I just lost my virginity, well you know what I mean. So, I pull up on a Silver new Pontiac Firebird/Trans-am (whatever they're all the same =) Sick ass ride, lowered, chrome rims, very healthy exhaust, etc. Dude looks over and kinda snickers, whatever. So I'm like "hell naw" no disrespecting the Z. He takes off around a left hand turn w/ me on the inside, so I straighten out and blow by him. He follows for a little bit and we get on a street w/ minimal traffic. I let him gun it, listening to the purty exhaust then my turbos spool....buh-bye. Red light, woohoo. We Line up and I ask him what he's running.
Me: Sooo, whatchya got in there?
Him: All motor...you have anything speacial?
Me: Naw, just put in my intake today (KICK ASS!) but other than that, stock.
Him: Cool, run me the next couple lights.
Me: Alright but you'll get me on the launch. We go. Of course he kills me on the launch, pulls about 2-3 lengths. End of second I pass, end of third No contest, I had him by at least 5-6 lengths. I couldn't believe how quick I blew by him (keep in mind this is my first REAL race in my TT) Get to the next light
Him: Damn, nice run. That things fast!
I think him and his passenger were greatly humbled LOL!
Score one for the Z.... Mike PS. Does anybody else feel a sence of guilt after boosting their Z hard? Almost like you wanna kiss it and carress it and say you'll never do it again, even though you know there will be a next time. lol just wondering.
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