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It was a beautiful morning today after several days of rain, and with the streets finally dry it was time for a visit to friends in a nearby city. I had just turned off an interstate bypass and made a turn onto a state highway leading to my friend's house when along beside me comes this big black SSR with deep tint and vanity plates proudly announcing his horsepower (390). The state highway speed limit in town was 45, but as we left town headed for the open country the limit bumps up to 60. Good speed for an SRT!!
Side by side at 60 miles per hour I listened to Mr. Valentine... he was quiet. I looked around and in front and saw neither any close traffic nor any troopers. A sideways glance at old SSR got me a grin, so I gave him a little "goodbye" wave with my right hand as my right foot hit the volume control. The WA580 dropped to second gear as the Corsas started barking in time with the howl from the Airaid intake... and in about 2 seconds I had jumped two car lengths on the SSR which was really trying to catch up but falling farther behind. Third gear snapped the front end up a little bit as the tires took a deep bite of pavement and when I looked in the side view mirror I was thinking "objects in mirror appear to be losing". I let up on the hammer at about ninety, and the SSR was about 5 cars behind me by then. I coasted down to the speed limit (big six zero) and waited for the SSR to catch me. Unfortunately there was a stop light about 1/4 mile ahead and it was red... and a Texas State Trooper came from an intersecting road and turned onto the state highway in my lane ahead of me. When the SSR and I stopped at the light he started racing his engine as if he wanted to try for a piece of Chrysler. What a dunce!! He had a manual shift car and apparently didn't know about the WA580 in my C. Since at this time there was a trooper about 1/3 mile ahead of me I wasn't about to give him a "contest for speed" violation and I sedately pulled ahead as the SSR smoked his tires in place. The trooper hit his gumball machine lights and did a quick U-turn... but he was after someone going the opposite direction and left us alone. I think the SSR wet his pants, though.
I reached the turnoff for my friend's house in the next mile, so I let the SSR off the hook for another whuppin'. There's always another day. :racing:
Ah, what a beautiful morning!!
Side by side at 60 miles per hour I listened to Mr. Valentine... he was quiet. I looked around and in front and saw neither any close traffic nor any troopers. A sideways glance at old SSR got me a grin, so I gave him a little "goodbye" wave with my right hand as my right foot hit the volume control. The WA580 dropped to second gear as the Corsas started barking in time with the howl from the Airaid intake... and in about 2 seconds I had jumped two car lengths on the SSR which was really trying to catch up but falling farther behind. Third gear snapped the front end up a little bit as the tires took a deep bite of pavement and when I looked in the side view mirror I was thinking "objects in mirror appear to be losing". I let up on the hammer at about ninety, and the SSR was about 5 cars behind me by then. I coasted down to the speed limit (big six zero) and waited for the SSR to catch me. Unfortunately there was a stop light about 1/4 mile ahead and it was red... and a Texas State Trooper came from an intersecting road and turned onto the state highway in my lane ahead of me. When the SSR and I stopped at the light he started racing his engine as if he wanted to try for a piece of Chrysler. What a dunce!! He had a manual shift car and apparently didn't know about the WA580 in my C. Since at this time there was a trooper about 1/3 mile ahead of me I wasn't about to give him a "contest for speed" violation and I sedately pulled ahead as the SSR smoked his tires in place. The trooper hit his gumball machine lights and did a quick U-turn... but he was after someone going the opposite direction and left us alone. I think the SSR wet his pants, though.
I reached the turnoff for my friend's house in the next mile, so I let the SSR off the hook for another whuppin'. There's always another day. :racing:
Ah, what a beautiful morning!!