Awesome to see you made it Kurt. Our little private clubhouse is a nice place to hang out. :rockout:
Tell everyone the story about the Mustang now.
So it seems that Omi want's me to admit defeat. Fine! Here's the story:
Two Saturday's ago it was a decent 50 degree day here in the Denver area and I had some running around to do. I decided to drive the Challenger since she had been sitting in the garage for about a week. One of my stops that day was at the Super Target to pick up a few things for the new house I had just moved into. I finished my shopping and made my way out to the parking lot. While I was throwing the stuff in my trunk I hear the sound of loud V8 rumble creeping through the parking lot. I take a glance around and see a blacked-out late model Mustang crusing real slow towards the very back of the parking lot. The Mustang stops back there and I see his passenger window roll down. So, at this point I'm pretty damn sure that Mr. Mustang wants to play. I don't motion to him or stare him down, closed my trunk, hopped in the car and headed out of there. Well, before I get out of the parking lot I look in the mirror and all I can see is Mustang grille. It's on!! I reach down and kill the ESP, make a left turn onto the street that runs behind the shopping center. I'm rolling in 1st gear with the tach sitting at around 3500 rpm when the Mustang pulls up next to me. We both hammer it and all I can hear is his loud ass pipes as I watch him pull away. Just got spanked by a Mustang
uke: After we have it out, we stop next to each other at the next stop light. I roll down the window and the 20-something year old dude says "hey man that was fun." I agree with hurt pride and ask him if he's supercharged. He says "yeah, got a little blower on it." We compliment each others car and go our seperate ways. Moral of the story is that I'm on a mission now. I may land up living in a cardboard box under a bridge, but my Challenger will become a beast. And soon!!!
