Well I was driving in the passenger seat of my girlfriends Neon, on my way to 7-11 when I see a yellow Dodge Viper drive by, so I yell out the window "Hey wanna race?", he looks at me and realizes who I am (he's a buddy of mine) so he pulls in behind her car, we pull over in the next parking lot we find and the conversation went like this:
Him "So is your car running?"
Me "Yep, but I'm out of race gas", which means that my car will run like ****.
Him "Well are you ready to race?"
Me "Ya sure"
So I quickly phoned up my buddy and asked him if he could find me some race gas, he phones around quickly and says he found some 108 octane fuel, but he can't get it for 40 minutes. So I go to meet the guy with the Viper and I asked him if he wanted to race now or wait untill I got the race gas, he said he didn't want to wait. So against my better judgement we went out of town.
I have to tell you now that I was getting knock, LOTS of knock (38 counts at Max), which means my timing was being pulled, I didn't realize this untill after when we looked at the Datalog (not very bright on my part). But here is the race. There was another run that I'll explain why I didn't add it if you ask about it.
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