Me in my '93 Dodge Dakota 4x4, 3.9L V-6. Straight pipes back, louder than the other trucks combined. Stick shift
My buddy Dave in his '95 Chevy Blazer, 4.3L, V-6.
My friend Jay in his '92 Chevy Caviler, 4cyclinder engine.
Nick in a '94 Chevy 2500HD, 4.3L V-6.
Josh in a '92 Dodge Dakota 3.9L V-6, auto tranny
These guys are smarter than they look, they left me in the parking lot because I was refilling my drink. I missed the entire race home, but just caught up to them when they entered a gas station by our school. I guess what happened was Dave won, Nick 2nd, Josh 3rd with his truck burning oil
Then my girlyfriend pulled in with two other chicks, and I hit my head on the window when talking to her, because the guys thought it would be fun to lift her little Honda off the ground with my head in the window.
I led leaving the gas station doing a little burn-out, followed by three more burn-outs behind me. I pulled off about a 1/8th of a mile down the road because I didn't know where they wanted to go. So now I'm sitting 4th behind all of them. We come up to a right hand turn, but right before the right hand turn was a dirt parking lot. It was basicly a quick short cut. Dave turned on it got a little sideways to get the led. I turned on it got extremely sideways but never lost it and pulled out in third. We then all went drifting threw the next two turns, but trouble came around the corner.
A cop coming down the road. He didn't see the first three guys spin around the turn, but he saw Josh in his pokey driving. Josh got pulled over, got a ticket for no seat belt, and a warning for wreckless driving. While the rest of us just cruised
I don't know why he didn't have his seatbelt on. That's the first thing I do. Mainly from watching people in Nascar get hurt, sure they go faster, but they have helmets, at least a 5-point seatbelt system a rollcage and everything. Makes me almost want to wear a helmet when I drive just incase.
Well just felt like sharing that story, cause I'm bored lol.