My first race....
I was in my 91 lumina 3.1 that had a horrible stumbling issue off idle. I mean you would literally press the gas too hard and bam the car would shut off. To make matters worse the starter needed shims in the worse kind of way so I could never "hide" the car shutting off.
Well my friend in his moms 96 caravan wanted to race, so I thought there is no way I am loosing to this fucking mini van, so we come up to a light that's red and decided its go time. As the other light is turning red I am brake torquing to around 2,500 rpm, as soon as the light turns green I hammer it and I hear a squeech of the tires and then boom the motor dies, I instantaneously restart and try to catch him but it wasn't worth it, I had lost.... My passenger later stated he almost didn't know I had to restart, thats' how fast I was lol.
However my favorite race was when I was like 17 or 18 years old....
Cars:
Him:
1996 dodge ram pace truck, 5.9 with forged internals, headers, intake, cam, quasi built trans, and 4.11 gears... Then they topped it off with a powerdyne blower (no gears, runs via a belt) so he couldn't boost over like 5 psi it was quite sad...
Me: 1969 Ford Torino 428 Cobra Jet with a 4 speed, recently restored by my old man and myself. Nothing major, hell if I remember correctly it had 3.2x gears and no posi lol... Oh it did have dumps which sounded awesome!
So I don't know what prompted the race, other than they were two of the faster cars at school and we were all kind of friends so we went down to i believe the stockyards at like 9 pm (didn't want alot of people there). So there we were lined up, all I remember is looking at the a column mounted tach at about 4k, then the arms dropping of the flagger....
As you can imagine right off the line all I do is spin the tires, badly..... so finally I grab traction in second and slowly pull on him, slam 3rd as hard as I could. I was slowly starting to reel him in but unfortunately we ran out of real estate....
The best was when we came back to the start line we had about 10 people with us who were wondering who won because there was sooooo much smoke...
I later went to my buddies house that night and moved the right rear tire to the left front to hide the fact that the car did a massive smokey (my dad was a manager of a firestone at the time so he looked at that stuff). He ended up replacing the left front tire a month later and did an alighment lol!