So you want a good story huh?
OK so back in 2000 I moved to where I live now, found that I am 20 minutes or so from the dragway 42. This is no premier track but it is fun to go there to make passes and tune.
So I was there whit the Buick in 2000 and back then it was running low 12. Nothing outrageous but it ran good.
In the staging lanes looking at direct scan for my last pass and the local ricer boy stops and looks at the car. He starts talking to his friends about how heavy those monte carlos are and how slow they are. As he walks away he says to his buddies he is going to to show hwo fast he is by beating that slow arse monte, followed by the usual ricer potty mouth.
I roll up and low and behold who do I get pared up with but ricer boy.
I do my quiet burnout and then dry hop the car to test the DR's are hooking and roll into the first beams and hold.
My ricer begins to do a burn out, another burn out, burn out again, dry hop, backup, dry hop, back up dry hop and then runs right into both beams and deep stages.
I bring it up to 1 lb of boost and ease it into the second beam.
Lights drop I let ricky racer get out about a length, side step the brake let the old girl hook up and rolled it WOT.
at the 60 foot mark she is 19lbs of boost and pulling like a freight train.
at about 500 ' I fly by ricky racer like he is standing still and dropped an anchor.
I pick up my time slip and ran my best time to date, 12.05 at 108, I am happy.
But wait the story continues, my wife was in the stands during this and this was her side of this story.
In the stands when we did our burnouts the ricer boys were there talking about how the monte carlos was going to get spanked.
They kept talking about how fast he was and that the imports were going to show how a fast a real car was.
So finally we stage and the ricer boys are all about his burn out and how quiet my car was and how the honda was so fast, being loud and obnoxious ans they always are.
So light drops, honda is off sounding like the untuned 2 stroke chain saw it is, his buddoes are hooping and hollering laughing.
Then I moved, front end came up, back end squatted and it took off like a rocket.
My wife said all you could hear was silence and then the $^%# words.
My wife said when I flashed a 12.05 she clapped, when they lighted a 13.68 they just walked away with their heads down.
Nobody saw them the rest of the night.
Funny thing at the time I was actually impressed by a 13.68 from that thing, apparently they thought it was the hottest thing since sliced bread.
Hope this makes you feel better.
By the way my car was pretty much stock unopened with a Hooker exhaust, gutted cat BFG DR's bags rear suspension bushings and welded Arms, 16 position thumb wheel chip and old school ATR CA box.
Its even funnier considering all my mods took less than a weekend and I still had all the amenities.
I love my Buick.
