jwillettgn
Member
- Joined
- Feb 8, 2006
Time line: October 2000
When we got my son his GN I made it clear that he is not to race on the street. At school all the guy wanted to race him but he was good and did not. He said they were after him all the time to race with one Mustang guy reaally putting the pressure on him to run. Well one night I had to go to the store and my car was blocked in by the GN so I just took it. Well as luck would have it the Mustang guy saw me on the way to the store and started the process of reving up at me, driving beside me and jumping his car, you know the drill. I guess he could not see who was driving the car at the time.
Well after several stop lights of his bull carp I had had enough and the power of the Dark Side was overcoming the Force. At this point one kid was hanging out the window of the Mustang really talking crap. At the next light I wached the other trraffic light turn yellow and started building boost. This sound shut up the kid hanging out of the car, as the body lifted from the power braking the Mustang guys knew the race was on. I heard the Mustang engine spin up and as the light turned green all hell broke loose. The Mustang guy dropped the clutch and started spinning the tires as I drove away from him. (I already knew the limit of the street tires and launched that way.) It was ugly, I killed him really bad as he could not even start to run me down, I shut it down at about 75. I pulled into the parking lot of the store I was going to and the Mustang pulled in behind me. Not sure what was going to happen next I let them get out first so I could see what they were up to. I could hear them talking and saying things like holy s*it and wow so I felt it safe to get out.
When I opened the door and got out they were expecting my son but instead they got me. Right there we made a deal, they would not tell anyone about what had just happened and I would not either. My son came home from school the next day and said that the Mustang guy who had been a real ass to him was really nice to him for some reason and wanted to check out his car instead of all the bull crap smack talk as before. I guess some times Dad just has to step in and lay the smack down.
Note: I still have not told my son about this.
Jim
When we got my son his GN I made it clear that he is not to race on the street. At school all the guy wanted to race him but he was good and did not. He said they were after him all the time to race with one Mustang guy reaally putting the pressure on him to run. Well one night I had to go to the store and my car was blocked in by the GN so I just took it. Well as luck would have it the Mustang guy saw me on the way to the store and started the process of reving up at me, driving beside me and jumping his car, you know the drill. I guess he could not see who was driving the car at the time.
Well after several stop lights of his bull carp I had had enough and the power of the Dark Side was overcoming the Force. At this point one kid was hanging out the window of the Mustang really talking crap. At the next light I wached the other trraffic light turn yellow and started building boost. This sound shut up the kid hanging out of the car, as the body lifted from the power braking the Mustang guys knew the race was on. I heard the Mustang engine spin up and as the light turned green all hell broke loose. The Mustang guy dropped the clutch and started spinning the tires as I drove away from him. (I already knew the limit of the street tires and launched that way.) It was ugly, I killed him really bad as he could not even start to run me down, I shut it down at about 75. I pulled into the parking lot of the store I was going to and the Mustang pulled in behind me. Not sure what was going to happen next I let them get out first so I could see what they were up to. I could hear them talking and saying things like holy s*it and wow so I felt it safe to get out.
When I opened the door and got out they were expecting my son but instead they got me. Right there we made a deal, they would not tell anyone about what had just happened and I would not either. My son came home from school the next day and said that the Mustang guy who had been a real ass to him was really nice to him for some reason and wanted to check out his car instead of all the bull crap smack talk as before. I guess some times Dad just has to step in and lay the smack down.
Note: I still have not told my son about this.
Jim
Good job busting up that mustang!
