WASTED a vette... for real!!

Hey guys,

Oh the joy of finally having The Beast up and running again!! MY car has been dead for several months due to a blown oil pump, and I finally got her up and running again a few weeks back. Unfortunately, instead of the big cammed 430 headed speed-demon I had before, she now has a slightly anemic stock 72 motor in her. Well, not TOTALLY stock, i ddi swap on my old intake and carb, and putting the 430 ehads on the new motor is happening soon. Anyways, she is making noticeably less power than before, and shes not as fast, but she still ahs 455 cubes under the hood, and thats gotta count for something. Well, I had been driving her again for about a week, and sorta looking for someone to test my car against. Of course, my luck always is such that when im driving the Beast, all I see on the road are chevettes, omnis, and minivans, but the second I get in another car, like my old POS truck, i see nothing but ricers, F-Bodies, and musclecars.... oh well. That all changed a week or so ago, when on the way home from work, i noticed this ugly yellow late 70's vette trying to get my attention. Some little college punk frat boy with his abercrombie and fitch hat was trying to get my attention to race. I didnt really feel like it, and I was a little intimidated by racing a vette, but finally i decided to just go ahead, and see what happened. WEll, I should have taken into consideration that he was driving one of the $hittiest years for vettes, for a while there they were barely making 200-250 horse if i remember corectly. At the next light i looked over, gave him the classic mini-nod, and when the light turned green, we were off. I guess my limited drag racing experience helped me some, my RT would have been WAY better than his had there been a set of timing lights there. There was a clear road in front of us, and no cops to be seen, so i decided to let it loose. I forgot how much fun it is to chirp the tires grabbing 2nd gear. If you couldn;t figure it out by now, I ended up winning, by a considerable amount. when I pulled in to a macdonalds for a quick bite, the vette pulled in behind me, and came up to me in the parking lot, asking what (and i quote) "wonder motor" I had under the hodd to beat his (once again quoting) "super-car". You would have laughed to see his face when i lifted the hood. this was very shortly after the engine transplant, so all my wiring was a mess, just twisted and taped together. the engine was covered in mud and gravel from the guy i bought it off of, and there was no aircleaner. Plus, everything was covered in a nice layer of soot from a few backfires i'd had while trying to get the timing right. and to top it off, I had topped off the oil before leaving work, and had managed to spill about a half a pint on the exh manifolds, so she was smoking like a demon. Hell, I woulda laughed if soemone else had shown me that engine, it looked like it shouldnt even be running. And to see his face when he realized that his "suepr car" had been beaten by a 35 year old hunk of iron with 3.00 or so rear end gears, adn what looked like an engine on its last legs, well i wouldnt have been surprised if he had broken down crying after getting in his car. When I'm having a bad day, all I have to do is think about the expression on his face, and i become a LOT happier :grin: Thanks for eltting me share.

BUICKS RULE!!!!!

 

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Good One Corey !!!

In situations like that, I like to add insult to injury, pour salt into the wound.....etc... and say ....

"Wow.....your car must be Really slow, because Everyone knows Buicks cant run for $hit....!!!"

 

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Once again and I quote :Smarty:

B-U-I-C-K

(B) est
(U) se
(I) s
(C) orvette
(K) illing

That little quote still holds some truth :laugh:

Larry :TU: