SRT8 vs. SRT8.
After a going away party last night, I called out Ryan and he took the bait.
Mind you all that a female coworker (who's never drag raced) was driving my car and I was in the passenger seat. We had a weight disadvantage of approximately 75 pounds and 4 beers (in my belly).
1st Race: From the dig, Ryan honks and we go after the third one. The rumble of 2 425+ horsepower Hemis erupts in the still of the night on a road devoid of traffic and noise. Only dim street lights guided us down the road bordering the Chula Vista Bay to our West. The street, lined with Palm trees and the glow of the city in the distance... tiny lighted dots on the cityscape horizon hinted at the fact that Interstate 5 was to our East... my new favorite race song played in our cockpit: "Shame of Life" (a hard rock song with massive, hard hitting bass). It was a so picturesque, you'd swear it was a video game.
Ryan nails the throttle and spins, my driver eased into the throttle (as directed by yours truly) and we WALKED him! Woohoo! One for the good guys! :cheers:
2nd Race: From the dig, same set-up. My driver hesitated and Ryan pulled on us. We were SLIGHTLY gaining, but were approaching some railroad tracks and had to slow. Ryan won. Chalk one up for the bad guy! :angry:
After a going away party last night, I called out Ryan and he took the bait.
Mind you all that a female coworker (who's never drag raced) was driving my car and I was in the passenger seat. We had a weight disadvantage of approximately 75 pounds and 4 beers (in my belly).
1st Race: From the dig, Ryan honks and we go after the third one. The rumble of 2 425+ horsepower Hemis erupts in the still of the night on a road devoid of traffic and noise. Only dim street lights guided us down the road bordering the Chula Vista Bay to our West. The street, lined with Palm trees and the glow of the city in the distance... tiny lighted dots on the cityscape horizon hinted at the fact that Interstate 5 was to our East... my new favorite race song played in our cockpit: "Shame of Life" (a hard rock song with massive, hard hitting bass). It was a so picturesque, you'd swear it was a video game.
Ryan nails the throttle and spins, my driver eased into the throttle (as directed by yours truly) and we WALKED him! Woohoo! One for the good guys! :cheers:
2nd Race: From the dig, same set-up. My driver hesitated and Ryan pulled on us. We were SLIGHTLY gaining, but were approaching some railroad tracks and had to slow. Ryan won. Chalk one up for the bad guy! :angry: