Saturday night I was involved in a Fun Run cruise for the local antique auto club here in St. Cloud. I drove my '79 black and gold T/A. Well, after the cruise, which was a warm-up event for Sunday's big Car Show, as usual a bunch of people took their hot rods and muscle cars to the local "strip", known as Division Street. I met up with a guy I'd met before who has a '80 Camaro Berlinetta. We ended up racing short runs twice, and BOTH times, even though neither of us "won" (we ran neck and neck both times), he made excuses about how he "backed off" because he A. Knew there was a cop waiting up ahead (I didn't see one ANYWHERE), and B. Didn't want to pull away from me because he "wanted to give the ricers a show".
My feeling is, either put up or shut up! Don't make excuses about how you could've beaten someone but decided not to. He's actually a nice guy, though.
Yeah, the car can MOVE, bitch!!!
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Yeah, the car can MOVE, bitch!!!
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