my best high school buddies mother had a big lead sled dodge with a 440 4 barrel and he just thought it was the baddest thing ever to expel exhaust,,,,
we'd stop at the bottom of a big long steep straight up paved hill & he'd smoke rubber about 3/4 of the way up it & then the next time we were in my
nova I'd tried to beat it and came about 10 or 12 foot short of his rubber mark,well,man he really grinded on me over that till I'd took him back over to that hill and I started out smoking the tires in 3rd hear instead of 2nd( and unloaded about 350 lbs of oil well pump jack weights I carried around in the trunk,cuz' it was really light in the caboose & that definitely helped it hug the road better , anyway I smoked tires all the way up & over the crest with that stone silent compardre sitting right next to me ,shutting his pie-hole once& for all,,,,( I guess he'd check himself out of the game of life 4 or 5 years ago,my mother sent me the newspaper clipping,,,
,,,he still owed me weed money,too
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