I am the youngest of 5 boys and was born in 62. First of many ride a longs was in the early 70's. My brothers 69 Charger against a 68 400 Firebird. They were friends from church. They raced twice and the firebird won them both but it was less than a 1/2 of a car.
First as a driver was my 71 Firebird against my brothers 66 olds 442. We raced weekly but I never beat him. My 1st win. I was working at a gas station and always left my Firebird sitting out by the highway. This kid from the next town up with a 68 Chevelle would always stop in and harass me. I was working around 8:00pm one night when he was in town for the county fair. He had put a tunnel ram with 2X4's. He told me he would be waiting for me when I got off at 9:00. I locked the door and there he was. I told him we would run for $20. He agreed and out to the 31 bypass we went. The arm dropped and I was off and I heard from his was spitting a sputtering. I won by a couple buss lengths. He bitched and moaned and wanted to run again. I said another $20 and he agreed. The result was the exact same. THe next time I saw the car the Tunnel Ram was off the car.
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