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crazy
I was on my way back to NM yesterday from AZ. It was about 105* outside and I had everything I own in the back (and front passenger) seats. I pull up to a red light next to a late 90's Cadillac Seville (I think) with 4 elderly folk inside. My lane ended, so when the light turned green I gave it some gas.
Homeboy in the 'Lac wasn't havin' it, so I floored it. So did he. At this point I just busted up laughing...here I am racing some 80 year old dude jus tryin' to get in front of him before my lane ends! Anyway, I got my door to his front bumper and couldn't pull on him anymore. I HAD TO BRAKE AND GET IN BEHIND HIM!! Good show old man!
For the next 20 minutes I tried to figure out who had the advantage...me with my H6, AC on, and all my belongings in the back, or him with his 3 war buddies (10th Mountain division sticker...mad props on that) and a Northstar V8. Probably the only 'race' that I smiled so big for. hahaha.
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