I know him from work, he works for a construction co. that my work uses when ever there's any kind of remodel or what ever to be done, he's there all the time. He has a 96 Ford F150 with a "Bite me, Chevy boy" decal on his back window. I ask him what's up with the "decal" and he gets a little grin on his face and says he's just playing around. Then he goes on that his truck has a 5.8L with a chip, Flowmaster & K&N filter and that he hasn't had any thing take him going up Kirker Pass road. This section of road goes up for about a 1/3-1/2 mile at a pretty good incline. I say "I'll race ya", he's seen my truck but from talking to him, he doesn't know much about trucks and cars. Then we start to talk and he asks what I've done to my truck, I say "same as you, intake, computer and muffler", "let's go some time". I ask him if he's gone the track and he says "no" and asks if I have. I say yes and say my last time was a 14.92 and on my stop watch runs, I do 0-60 in about 6.3-6.4 seconds. Then the excuses start coming, Blah blah this and Blah blah that, then he talks about a car racing me. I say "time out", your comment 3 minutes ago was "I haven't been beat to the top of Kirker Pass road in my truck", now you're saying you'll race me in a car. I said (nicely) put up or shut up. We both laughed and he went back to work but he didn't say anything about reacing me. Oh well.
Jim

 

reminds me of a guy one time that had a ford racing sticker on his f150.

when i had my old red chevy 5.3l
he tried to burn out with his one tire next to me, so i had to let my posi smoke him out and he got pissed. then i let him have 2.5 cars then i just flipped him off as i passed! oh, the good 'ol days!! F.A.F. (*uck a ford)