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    1. #1
      Join Date
      Mar 2006
      Location
      Washington Coast
      Posts
      84

      Communicating+Racing

      I posted this a few years back on another board but I thought I'd give it another run here. Yeah it really happened....

      It's kinda sad that you can get so out of touch as you get older. At 64, I
      guess I'm out of touch pretty bad.
      In some cases it's even hard to understand what some of the younger people
      are saying.
      My Brother and I are discussing this very thing as we're cruising through
      town in my Dodge
      truck on our way back to the Ranch.
      My Bro is a few years younger than me and a little bit more in touch with what's going on in the "world".
      He's still working and gets to talk to real people every day.
      My Dodge is a One Ton, V 10 with Duelies. It's had a three inch exhaust
      system and Flowmasters added along with a chip and a few other goodies.
      Nothing to make it fast, mind you, just something to help with the 12 mpg mileage.
      It's also a 4X. Nice but not used much......

      As we're sitting at a busy intersection with turn signals, this older
      Mustang pulls up.
      It sounded like a small block V8 with some pretty loud pipes.
      It had this God awful ground effects kit and a bunch of Japanese symbols on the window. I won't get started on the wing..........

      Anyway, the guy has his tunes loud enough to make something rattle in my door from the bass response.

      I yell over the noise to my Bro to open the glove box and hand me a tape cassette I have hidden.
      "What's this" , Bro asks.
      "Aw, it's some Indian Peyote Chants I got when we were running the Vette over on the Reservation last year".
      In goes the tape and on comes the tom toms and rattles and some
      guy........hea ya hea hea hea ya ya
      I run the volume on my Kenwood up full and the 250 watts permeates the cabin.
      The young guys in the Mustang turn theirs down and the passenger leans out and yells,
      "Yo, Dawg, WazzupMain"?
      I turn the Chant down a bit and the young fellow says, "Wazzat U chillin
      too"?
      "Aw, that's Indian rap Man", says I.
      The young guy wearing an upside-down Golf visor with the bill at Four
      O'clock comments,
      "Indian Raps da shiit, Main".
      I turn to my Bro and say, "did you hear what he said"?
      Bro chuckle's and says, "he's paying it a complement you Old Fart. Say the
      same thing back about his car".

      I shrug and comment that it's a nice piece of shiit that he's driving right
      back at him.
      Hostile!! Not only did he flip me off he calls my Dodge and Old slow
      Grampaw mobile....
      The lights about to change and I just can't let that go so I reach over
      and drop the Dodge into
      four wheel drive and then into compound LOW.
      Bro's very critical......You're gonna drop your transfer case all over the
      pavement you twit.
      I ignore him......As the light's changed, I've turned my Baseball cap
      around backwards so as not
      to pass up any advantages and I put my foot in it.
      As we pass through the first two gears Bro is yelling, "You'll only have a
      60 mile an hour top speed!!!
      I think," they don't know that".
      At the top of fourth gear I'm half way to the next light and at least four
      car lengths ahead of the Mustang.

      No telling how hard it was on the tranny but as the two in the Mustang
      pulled up to the light, the young guy in
      the golf visor leans out the window and comments "Dat whip is de Bomb,
      Main, watchagotinit"?
      I point down to the V10 Badge and comment "same kind of engine as a
      Viper". And then under my breath, "sorta".
      "Thas dope, Main" says the passenger.
      I look at my Bro and say, "there he goes again"....
      Bro says, "tell him his whip is sick". "It's a complement".

      I tell bro to "stuff it" and wave to the two in the Mustang as the light changes.
      Enough of that, I don't want to get "capped by a 9". (heard that on the
      MTV channel)
      Let's just hit the Tav and drain a few brews....Enough communicating and
      racing for one day.

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      ls1 Power & 4L65-E
      Mustang ll Clip & Ford 9" Butt.
      Willwood 13" Discs
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    2. #2
      Join Date
      Oct 2004
      Location
      Macon, Ga.
      Posts
      8,085
      Country Flag: United States
      word!

      Bill

      Trailers are for BOATS!


    3. #3
      Join Date
      May 2005
      Location
      Fontana, CA
      Posts
      4,960
      Country Flag: United States
      Yo Yo Yo Yoooooo!!!
      Nick R.
      69 Camaro - 383, 700R4, 12 bolt 3.55, Hotchkis, Bilstein, Global West, Morris Classic
      08 HHR SS - Still Stock for now
      Do you still believe in all the things that you stood by before? Are you out there on the front lines, or at home keeping score?
      Do you care to be the layer of the bricks that seal your fate? Would you rather be the architect of what we might create?

    4. #4
      Join Date
      Aug 2004
      Posts
      194
      Nice story.
      I'm amazed the truck gets 12 mpg though. That deserves some congratulations in itself.

    5. #5
      Join Date
      May 2007
      Location
      Apollo Beach, FL
      Posts
      153
      Country Flag: United States
      LMAO Great story.
      Ray S.




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