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Old 01-10-2009, 01:00 AM   #1
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To All:

I was just turned on to this board a few days ago by Groucho, when John
Goms started posting like a Phoenix rising from the dead.

I hope others will contribute their street racing stories to this thread,
since I personally love reading them. I wrote the following story to give
non-street racers a taste of what money street racing was like. I'm also
using this story as sort of an introduction of who I am (or at least who
I was back in the day).

Now we all know that glorifying a sub-culture that engages in illegal and
dangerous activities is not necessarily such a hot idea, but we're all
adults here with full knowledge of the possible consequences of our
actions. So don't do this at home.


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This is what you might call an autobiographical sketch of a
street race event. This is a true story, some names have
been changed to protect the guilty. Just kidding, the
statute of limitations has run out long ago!

The story begins on Saturday night at the corner of Devonshire
and Reseda blvd, in the San Fernando Valley. In this time period, this is
where the street racers and groupies are meeting before they go off and
race. Anyway I've got my white '72 Trans-Am out and I'm cruising the lot
looking for somebody to race, which isn't as easy as it sounds since I
have to find someone who doesn't know me or at least doesn't know of my
car. That's the way of street racing, you can get races easily if nobody
knows how fast your car is (Unless your car is maximum slow in which case
you get more race offers than you can possibly win).

But in this case my car is somewhat known but might have skipped
the recognition of someone. So I'm walking between rows of cars asking
the owners of various fast looking cars if they would "care to indulge in
a speed contest." (That's the kind of ticket the po-lice give you when
you're caught. A speed contest ticket). Most of the people I would ask
to race see me making my way between cars toward them and shake their
heads no before I'm within speaking distance.

Anyway I'm becoming resigned to the fact that I'm probably not
going to get an easy race tonight. So now I start thinking about "Stage
two" which is giving up some car lengths. That means (for those of you
not familiar with this sort of thing) a handicap start giving the slower
car a certain number of car lengths distance head start into the quarter
(each car length is equal to about 15 feet).

Back to the story, I was just trying to figure out how many car
lengths I could safely give different cars in the lot when I hear and
feel a rumbling and a whine coming closer, the rumbling is just your
standard over-cammed, headered race car but the whine is something that
is not common in this area, a blower! I turn around and sure enough it's
"Dean" in a Judge with a big block Oldsmobile motor and a 6-71 GMC
supercharger sticking through the hood. Instantly I move in his
direction. I want to get to him before anyone else has a chance to talk
to him and maybe tell him how fast my car might be. Anyway I get to him
before his car is stopped and hit on him for a race while he's getting
out. His response is something about having no gear. I feel encouraged
since he didn't actually say no! Having no gear means he doesn't have
a low rear end ratio and therefore cannot leave the line (take off from
a dead start) very well. So I think a bit, not wanting to let the only
race I might have tonight slip through my fingers, I suggest that we "Go
from a roll." He talks to a buddy of his then asks "How fast a roll
did you have in mind." I'm feeling great now because when the race
discussions get this far I can usually give up a few cars or be flexible
on the money, or whatever, and get a race. Plus going from a roll is
the kind of start where my car runs it's best. Back to the race
discussion, I answer "What speed roll do you think is fair?" He confers
with his group again and says "About 30 mph with a shortened quarter."
I'm jumping inside itching to actually get to the race spot and do it,
thinking that I couldn't ask for better conditions. But I control
myself and ask for the "Go" (the one who gets to start first when
that's agreed to). He says "No way". And I say but look at that thing
sticking through your hood, that's ultimate horsepower". He comes back
with "Some people have been talking to me about your car, and I don't
know if it's such a good idea to race you".

I get panic stricken, this is just what I was afraid of, I can
just see the negotiations falling apart and me going home without having
raced anyone. So I say real quick "You can have one of your people on the
side start us by dropping his arm, that's fair isn't it?" He says "I
guess so" and then asks "How much do you want to run for?" I say
"Whatever you usually race for." He asks his buddy if he's got some
money to put in. They talk some more and finally he asks "Is a hundred
ok?" I say "Sure, where do you want to do it?" He says "How about
Lassen and Winnetka." I'm thinking that the street he's chosen doesn't
have very much shut down distance and I know we'll be going pretty fast
since we are starting from a roll, but I don't want to rock the boat at
this late stage. I know it wouldn't take much to have him back out of
this race so I say "Lassen and Winnetka is ok with me."

About this time the outer fringes of the group, (about ten deep)
that had been surrounding the race negotiations from the start, start
running to their cars. I then yell out "No caravans" which just means
don't have a whole string of cars single file going to the race spot
since the police either in cars or helicopters would know what's going
on. I then start walking back to my car so I can leave but am stopped a
couple of times by people asking what my chances are of winning because
they want to make some side bets. I say something like "I think my
chances are pretty good but then "Dean" probably thinks the same of his
chances." But that was enough for them and they run off to their cars
yelling "Side bets, side bets" at the top of their voices.

I get in my car and hope my solenoids haven't been leaking
because the engine might backfire violently when I go to start it and
that would be a dead giveaway that I was using nitrous. I mean everyone
"knows" I'm on the bottle (in fact my nick name is BottleBob) but as long
as there is plausible deniability that this particular car is using
nitrous there will always be a slight amount of doubt and I might be able
to use that sometime in my favor. Anyway the engine starts without any
mishap and I drive out of the lot going west down Devonshire. I turn left
on Wilbur since there are a few racers in front of me and I don't want to
"Caravan" especially since I yelled to everyone else about not doing it.

When I get to Lassen I turn right and just while I'm turning I
see, on the next big street south, what appears to be a black and white
but I'm not too worried since almost nobody drove that way so I don't
think he would be alerted. The rest of the drive to Winnetka is
uneventful except right at the race spot.

At the race spot there is the usual mass confusion of cars
turning around to find a choice place to watch from, some cars dropping
people off so they can watch the start, some being dropped at the finish,
and so on with cars strung out all along one side of the street. There
are a couple of newcomers to this particular race spot parking on the
same side of the street that we're going to race on and almost
simultaneously people yelling at them to move their cars while calling
them idiots and worse. Poor guys just didn't know and probably don't
deserve all that verbal abuse. But I've got my own worries.

I drive up to the start area and Dean is already letting air out
of his tires so I get out and start to do the same. (Letting out air
makes more of the tires rubber contact the road for better traction. Even
if we are only on street tires). When I'm done I go over to Dean's group
and he picks someone to start us and I have him show me exactly how he's
going to do it. Done with that I ask him who is going to hold the money
he says "How about Bill" I say "He's in your group lets get somebody
more neutral like Groucho." He says "ok, and lets speed this up I don't
want to be here all night." While we're giving the money to Groucho to
hold I say "We'll go on the other side of the light turn around and
I'll match your speed until we get to the starter." he says "Ok lets do
it." We go to our cars and get in. Boy am I excited now, I can't even
find my keys, I'm checking my pockets but come up empty, OH! Here they
are in the ignition! So I get it started and drive across the light and
turn around. Dean is already stopped at the light which happens to be
red. I'm back about 3 cars so I stop and put my foot on the brake and
punch the gas (which makes the rear tires spin with the car standing
still. That heats up the tires, traction aid). There is massive tire
smoke, I can't even see the street behind me, I pull up to the light just
as it changes and start to go across when about that time I hear this
horrendous roar and blower whine rising almost out of my hearing range
and see Dean's car pass by right next to me with smoke just pouring off
his rear tires. Then he puts on his brakes and slows down. I'm thinking,
THAT was a real obscene display of raw horsepower and that maybe this is
going to be more of a race than I thought. As I'm thinking this I've
pulled up almost even with him and am going about 25 mph. We're still
about 100 feet from the start when he speeds up to about 30 mph and holds
it there and I line up even with him. Now we're almost to the start, I'm
gripping the wheel like I was going to squeeze it to death and I've got
my thumb poised over the horn button ready to mash it on at any time.
(The horn button is my nitrous switch. This particular nitrous unit is
one of my own and is probably putting out 400 to 450 hp over and above
what the engine is putting out. I call it my "4 pound banzai" because it
uses 4 pounds of nitrous per pass). My engine is pretty strong, it's a
Pontiac 455 block with a forged 428 crank which makes it about 440 cu.
In., forged pistons, ported 455 heads with the largest valves that will
fit in them, an 850 Holley that I spent days grinding and polishing the
inlet and throttle bores.

Back to the race, we're both even and going the same speed and
I'm like in a trance staring at the starter's up-raised arm. At the
smallest muscle twitch I'm going to hit the gas. Is that it? Did he move
it? No not yet, there it is he's moved for sure. As I'm thinking this my
foot has automatically stomped on the gas and my front end lifts at the
same time as Dean's. My tires are spinning but not too badly. I hear
Dean's blower whine start to rise in frequency until it's screaming and
he's right beside me. A thought passes through my mind that if that
blower explodes I could be impaled by flying shrapnel. I then short shift
into second gear. (Short shifting is shifting before redline. I do it so
I can hit the nitrous sooner. I can't hit it in low gear because with a
unit that big the tires would break loose so bad the car would be
uncontrollable). As soon as I shift he pulls ahead about half a car
length. Should I hit the juice early I'm asking myself, no wait a
little longer until the tires are hooked up better. Now he's about 3/4
car length ahead but I'm hooked up and hit the horn button. The revs
instantly go to redline but the car is accelerating quicker than it was
before. His lead drops to « car, then 1/4, then we're even but I'm
moving forward faster. I put about half a car length on him and my
motor is screaming so I get off the button and shift to third then get
back on the button. (I can't shift with the button on, it puts too much
load on the trans) he shoots ahead half a car when I had to get off the
button to shift.

Now it's just a matter of out mile-per-houring him in high
gear. Which is exactly what's happening because we're about even now but
I'm moving faster. The longer I'm running the faster I'm going in
relation to Dean's car. I've got about a car on him and I can see the
parking lights of the finish line car on the other side of the road about
300 feet ahead. Unless something breaks I've got it made. I can see the
people at the finish now and they are waving their arms and giving me
thumbs up signs. It's over, I've won, I'm just coasting, slowing down.
I don't like to hit the breaks real hard at the end if I don't have to.
By now I've slowed down enough to turn around. I look for Dean's car
and see him about 10 cars back turning around so I start to make my
turn. I've turned and just start driving back to the start when I see
red lights flashing, coming my way fast. That's when you get this fear
ball in the pit of your stomach. I try to ignore that and turn the
wheel and hit the gas at the same time. The car slews around just right
and I'm headed in the same direction as I was during the race. The cop
is probably 300 feet behind me but moving real fast as soon as I'm in
second gear I hit the juice. I get off it and hit the brakes for the
street coming up. I can pretty well see both directions and don't see
any car lights so I hit it again. The cop is slowing down a little for
the street. I guess he hasn't hit his siren yet. I'm now about 500
feet ahead of him and rapidly stretching my lead. Now I hear the
siren. By this time I'm well over 100 mph and coming up on Devonshire
pretty fast so I try to slow down.

What I want to do is something like a 50 mph 4 wheel drift around the
corner and head east, so I go on the wrong side of the street I'm on to
cut it real wide. It looks like my plan is working the car is sliding
real nice but then the rear of the car keeps on sliding around. This
car does not handle anything like my Corvette. Lots of screeching
rubber noise and tire marks all over the place. ( I'm thinking that's
it. He's got me. It's all over. I'm picturing my car being
impounded, me being impounded, having to pay some outrageous speed
contest and evading arrest ticket).

When the car finally stops moving I see I'm in the east bound
lanes but facing west plus the cop is still a long way back there.
Another bonus is that my engine is still running so I just put it in low
and hit the gas and take off as if I had planned it that way all the
time. There is very little traffic this time of the morning and I'm
really pushing the car. It's overheating plus I smell burning oil.
(Probably crankcase pressure from using so much nitrous is blowing oil
out the breathers). Anyway I start slowing down. I know I can't keep
going in one direction or they'll get me. Desoto street is coming up so I
decide to turn there. My heart rate is slowing down now that I'm semi out
of danger. I can't see or hear the cop anymore. I figure he just gave up
the chase. Anyway I'm just going about normal speed when I get in the
left turn lane, to head south, at Desoto street. Lucky me, the light
just changed my way as I was coming up on it. So I'm making my turn
when I notice a black and white in the north bound left turn lane. I
continue my turn nice and easy and try to think myself invisible, like I
don't even exist, I'm not really here I'm in bed at home. But none of
that works because I see the black and white pull out of the left turn
lane and turn on his lights. I still hope he might be going after
someone else until I see him make a u-turn in front of all the left turn
cars and head the same direction I'm going. Nothing to do but hit the
gas and then the nitrous, which is what I do. After getting a couple of
blocks lead on him I start thinking about turning. I slide around a
corner being careful not to have a repeat of the slide at Devonshire. I
accelerate for a few blocks then turn then accelerate again. I do that
a couple of more times then slow down since I'll probably draw more
attention to myself by going fast. I find I'm on Nordhoff street
heading east. Just then I see a po-lice helicopter flying from the
direction of Van Nuys to about where I lost the second cop. It made me
real nervous since it flew almost directly over me. I just keep driving
slow and start thinking. I know I can't keep driving this car or
they'll pick me off. So I pull into the pay parking lot at CSUN
college. Nobody around and very few cars. I park next to some Mazda
and grab a rag out of the back seat and start wiping the steering wheel,
gear shift etc. This is just in case I might want to say my car was
stolen and I had not been driving it. Then I locked it up and started
walking away. The poor car was still steaming loudly as I left it. I
then took off my glasses just in case the second cop had got a good look
at me. I hitch hiked while I was walking and got a ride before I had
gone a mile. He took me to my door when I told some of what had just
taken place. I got into my wife's Volkswagen and drove back to the lot
so I could collect my winnings and gloat a little bit about getting away
from the cops.

Well I pull into the lot, nobody recognizes my wife's VW, since
it's not the kind of car I would bring out. Everybody is looking at the
VW while I'm driving around looking for a parking place. (I guess they're
thinking what's that car doing here? He must be lost, since VW's aren't
normally considered race cars) well when I finally find a parking place
and get out, everybody cheers. I put up my clasped hands like I've won
the heavyweight boxing title while they're cheering. That doesn't last
long and people start coming over to find out what happened. So I
describe the chase in great detail and the whole group oohs and aahs at
the crises points. When I finish, and everyone has congratulated me
for getting away, and gone back to whatever they were doing, I go over
to where Groucho is. He shakes his head saying "They're going to get
you real good one of these times." I say "Who me? Nah! Never. But I
do think I'll retire the Trans-Am for awhile just to be on the safe
side." He gives me the race money and says "I thought I'd be using this
money to bail you out." I say "When I saw that helicopter flying
directly over me I was thinking something along those lines myself."
Well after some more bench racing bullshit not lasting too long, I say
"Well I've got to go. I have to get up early tomorrow and work on the
Corvette if I want to have anything to race with next week." They say
so-long and I hop in the VW and putt on home. I pick up my Trans-Am the
next day with no problem and went hunting for the parts to fix the Vette
(which is a lot faster anyway). Well that's it. A night in the life of
a street racer.

I hope you liked it, bring out a car and let's race!!!

B.B . 9/28/88

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Old 01-10-2009, 02:00 AM   #2
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That's the longest and best Penthouse letter I ever read.
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Old 01-10-2009, 08:39 AM   #3
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I wonder if you'd be tellin' this story if he'd have whipped your ass. I also don't see how you could be doing all of this evasive drivin' and know exactly what the street name was you turned on. When I was a street cop I've chased people like you and I had no idea what street I was on and it was my job to know exactly where I was. Maybe, but ..... Sounds like a movie ... Good story though. Kept me occupied for awhile ..
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Old 01-10-2009, 10:38 AM   #4
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I wonder if you'd be tellin' this story if he'd have whipped your ass. I also don't see how you could be doing all of this evasive drivin' and know exactly what the street name was you turned on. When I was a street cop I've chased people like you and I had no idea what street I was on and it was my job to know exactly where I was. Maybe, but ..... Sounds like a movie ... Good story though. Kept me occupied for awhile ..

Customline Vicky:

Well, you KNOW most people would rather relate their victories rather than their failures, it's easier on the ego, eh. But I've lost plenty of races, in fact in another thread I responded to yesterday I made mention of a guy named Boyd who used to "whip my ass" as you put it - on a semi-regular basis.

As far as remembering the streets goes, let me make two points: One - everyone's brain doesn't function identically. Some people have a dispassionate/logical corner of their mind that functions even when they are excited and in the heat of the chase. Two - In a getaway situation you have to plan your strategy at least far enough ahead so you don't get caught in a cul-de-sack or a housing tract that only has two outlets.

Being an ex-street cop my next comments might rub you the wrong way, but I've run from cops about 24 times, 15 of those times I KNEW positively that they were after me due to seeing lights and/or sirens. The other times I ran I wasn't 100% sure they were chasing me, but I wasn't taking any chances. And yes, it was hazardous, dangerous, and put people at risk - not the least of which were the cops doing the chasing. You'll be happy to know that I didn't always get away - there were occasionally the times where cars were impounded and my body impounded as well. It was an occupational hazard in the day.

I'm glad you thought it was a good story. If you were entertained for awhile it served it's purpose. I'm not trying to take a moral stand such as "Street racers of the world unite and overthrow your masters", I was just relaying an event from my past that I thought some would enjoy.

Now tell me truthfully, during my story were you rooting for the cops to catch me?

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Old 01-10-2009, 10:49 AM   #5
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In 64, I had couple of friends that kept bragging about how fast their cars were so they set up a time to go race on a lonely stretch of local road. Me and a friend heard about it and followed them. Turned off the car lights so they couldn't see us behind them. Just so happened, I had an emergency flash light in my car that had a flashing red light. Just about the time they were about to flag off, we turned on the red light. You should have seen them scramble to get away. Racing was the last thing on their minds. Later back in town, I was parked at the local Dairy Queen when they drove up telling wild stories about how both had outran the cops and got away.
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Street racing is lame, take it to the track before you kill someone or a family coming home.
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Old 01-10-2009, 10:57 AM   #7
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When I was a street cop I've chased people like you and I had no idea what street I was on and it was my job to know exactly where I was. Maybe, but ..... Sounds like a movie ... Good story though. Kept me occupied for awhile ..
Maybe it was a relative of yours chasing Bob, and that's how he succeded in getting away. I've been in Bob's car before while getting chased. He's not a liar. Bob, remember hiding out in Bud's shop after getting chased and the cops were gonna impound the black Vette the day before we were going to LACR, and the tow truck guy that lived in another shop and demanded a watch commander come out? Then the tow truck driver reminded the commander he had no jurisdiction in that private owned lot. The car was left alone

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Old 01-10-2009, 11:06 AM   #8
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Entertaining story and one rather familiar to us (From other country's) from books like Muscle car confidential.
Though do try to remember you are talking to a board full of true 'rev heads' you don't need the little explanations. They are what we Army guys call 'sucking eggs' telling us what we know.
I only tried to go street racing one, well apart from the 'lights to lights' quickie. Back when I finished my O/T 32 coupe. Unregistered, unpainted and pretty gutted interior apart from the pro-mod style cage.
They used to race in Dandenong of a week end and thats where we headed. Parked the car and couldn't get a race, I guess all the serious racers were not there that night?
Had a pocket full of cash and a blown 427, car had ran an 8.01 at the track so it looked the part too. I guess thats why the guys in the Toranas, XYs and early Dunnydores weren't interested.
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Old 01-10-2009, 11:15 AM   #9
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Street racing is lame, take it to the track before you kill someone or a family coming home.
I'm not defending what we did yrs ago was right. But, I'd like to say that we raced in industrial areas, usually from about 1.30 AM til about 4AM on streets with no intersecting side streets. Also, we would NOT race if anyone was parked on the side we raced. If there were to be a "squirrel" in the crowd(someone doing unsafe or un-necessary speed exhibitions), he was asked to leave for the night and only allowed to return the next week if he behaved. BUT was gone for that night
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Old 01-10-2009, 11:17 AM   #10
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My Marvin story(prolly posted elsewhere too) is....
A crowd gathers at our street race meeting place. I push my way through the crowd to see this clapped out mid 60's Plymouth/Dodge looking thing. Black primer, no front fenders, the roof sawed off, and a hundred rivets or screws holding the hood on semi permanant like. It's got big slicks on those white wagon wheels, sticking out of hacked quarter panels, and the words "the thing" stenciled in white on the doors. I say, this looks like some piece of shit Marvin would bring out. Marvin pushes his way through the crowd, and in his THICK N.Y. accent says, that's right ya focka, it's my cah, make me a focken race. I race him heads up with my big block 68 Camaro for $100 (big $$ in the mid 70's), and beat him. A few days later, he calls me on the phone, I want a focken rematch ya focka. Again I take his $100. To give relevance, I made $3 an hour as a mechanic then. Two days later, another $100 rematch and I win. These 2 rematches are mid week when Saturday's our normal night for racing. So, now it's the following Saturday, and Marvs there without "The Thing". I ask, where is it? He says, we nevah gonna talk about that focken cah. He says, I pried the hood off, took off my nitrous unit and lit the focken cah on fire in my shop parking lot. I'm laughing my ass off. He says, what tha fock ya laughin at? I said, that piece of shit was on NITROUS too?
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I'm surprised they left your Trans Am in the parking lot of the college. I figured they would have found it there and had it impounded.
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[quote=DocWatson;3478141]Entertaining story and one rather familiar to us (From other country's) from books like Muscle car confidential.
Though do try to remember you are talking to a board full of true 'rev heads' you don't need the little explanations. They are what we Army guys call 'sucking eggs' telling us what we know. Welcome to the HAMB, any mate of Grouchos is a mate of ours.
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I'm glad you found it entertaining.

As far as the little explanations go, I wrote the story in '88 to give non-street racers a taste of what money street racing was like. I believe I mentioned that in the lead-in to the story. I realize that the gear-heads on this board don't need the details explained to them, but I didn't want to go to the trouble to do massive edits to the story. I wasn't trying to be condescending or talk down to anyone.

And thanks for the welcome. If I don't get kicked off this board for inciting a riot between the ex street racers and non-street racers, I'll post my Street Race Contract later.

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No worries mate, maybe I should take a little time to work on my reading comprehension! I missed that bit!
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These stories are focken awesome! lets hear some more. Welcome bottlebob.
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I hope Got'cha (Mr Goms) gets the hell outta bed soon, and "weighs in" here
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Commendable sentiment. Let's see, of the 1/4 mile dragstrips I used to got to in the Los Angeles area they closed San Fernando dragstrip, Fontana dragstrip, Orange County Raceway, Lions dragstrip, Big Willie's Terminal Island dragstrip, and most recently Los Angeles County Raceway. I believe they closed Irwindale and reopened it as an 8th mile track close by the original site. But what's 1/8 mile racing? First and second gear on a 4 speed?

Housing tracts encroaching on open spaces and the rising price of land is just a fact of life, to the detriment of 1/4 mile tracks

In the late 80's I got with Bernie (the owner/manager of Los Angeles County Raceway) , and talked him into implemented Street Race Days where he an I would split the proceedes. I printed up fliers an delivered them personally to speed shops all over the LA area at my own expense. Just to get street racers used to going to LACR on the Street Race Meets. They started off slow but picked up speed (pun intended) , where I didn't have to do the flier thing anymore. They had them about every 6 weeks. You could run your car through the timers or do a point-point up down start with a starter past the clocks so no one could tell how fast your car was. We weren't OFFICIALLY supposed to race for money but Bernie looked the other way when money changed hands. It was starting to catch on and then I moved to Las Vegas, and I guess they kind of petered out.

It seem we've got a lot of people complaining about street racers, but vanishingly few actually willing to try to DO anything about the problem.

Hey Grouch, whatever did happen to those Street Race Days?

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One night at B of A, I had the Chevelle out looking for a race. No one was interested in racing until this one guy (who I had never seen before) walked up and said, "I'll race you!". Asked asked him what he had and he led me over to a maroon '41 Chevy Coupe. Even though the coupe had a big block, I was expecting him to ask for car lengths. I asked how he wanted to race, he said heads up. (Woohoo!!!)

We drove out to Woodley and Saticoy for the race. Figuring its a bbc in a coupe, I came out pretty hard. Grabbed second then glanced at my side view mirror. I was so far ahead, I thought I had jumped, so I got off the gas to slow and turn around. It was then I noticed his headlights jiggling, so I guessed the race was on. I started looking for the finish line and saw it was 1/8 mile ahead (yikes!). Now the coupe is beside me, so I put it in 3rd gear and punched it. I wound out 3rd then shifted to neutral coasting past the finish line. I beat the coupe by a car length. When I pulled over to collect the money, the guy in the coupe was sooooooo excited. He said, "Gee, I almost caught you!".

I felt sorry for the guy and didn't want him to lose anymore money. I told him exactly how the race went and to prove I wasn't lying, I gave him half the money back. I offered to find him a race that was more fair and told him to look for a red '68 Firebird, a guy named Randy. Never saw the coupe again.

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I was going to say The Car, but then I noticed it on the lift!!
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"Gee, I almost caught you!".

I felt sorry for the guy and didn't want him to lose anymore money. I told him exactly how the race went and to prove I wasn't lying, I gave him half the money back. I offered to find him a race that was more fair and told him to look for a red '68 Firebird, a guy named Randy. Never saw the coupe again.
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Ah compassion. It's a rare trait in a hard core street racer. You always were a softie... must be why I liked you.

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Hey Bob, I honestly don't remember the exact chain of events back then. I thought it might have lost a bit of momentum/interest before you moved. But, it was a lot of fun. I got busted once too many times and sadly quit racing on the street. So those Street Race Days were a great opportunity for me to get back in the game. I've always said, if someone opened a street race themed track within a reasonable distance, so I don't need a trailer or tow vehicle, I'd stop everything to build a car for it. Remember when Rod Dunn was gonna show us how to drive that altered we built? I remember he recanted, with driver's suit in hand, and then Golotti put it on 1 wheel
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The only thing I don't like is when people call street racing, drag racing. More than one sponsor turned us away because they thought street racing and drag racing was one in the same.
I can appreciate the fact that most of the old time street racing was done late at night with no traffic or people crossing the street. But the kids now adays in there little jap pieces of crap with those stupid sounding muffles could not care less ware they race, And that Is not good for anyone that is involved with hot rodding.
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This story took place on the 210 @ Yarnell before the freeway was completed. You'd go up the on-ramp, park, and there were just flashing lights on barracades behind you. Perfect, and cement for the more powerful cars to "hook" on. Anyway, there's this really nice, yellow V-8 Vega belonging to Mike G. Had a Grumpy Jenkins SBC as the rumor went, but we NEVER saw it go. One night, it's gonna race Mark W's Nova from L.A. (pretty sure of it being Mark). But, it's the bad ass Vega that we never saw, gonna go with Bob B driving. A famous Top Fuel crew chief at the time for a reptilian driver. Bob does his burnouts and dry hops, and I'm shaking from excitement this fucking thing sounds so unreal in the late night quiet. It's a four gear car, and when the starter's hands drop, Bob pops the clutch at OMG RPM. The car shoots forward, stalls, and chirps to a hault. The seat bracket broke and tossed Bob into the back of the car. We never saw that car run. Has anyone? Was it quick?
BTW-my stories go back 20-35 years for the most part, not recently

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Now tell me truthfully, during my story were you rooting for the cops to catch me?

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Yeah, I was rootin' for the cop. In another life, late 50's I did all this too. I street raced, in my little town in MO I was a bad ass. If I went to Springfield MO, the largest town close to me I could get my ass whipped real easy. Some bad asses there (relative). I had my run in with the cops back then. (MO Highway Patrol) Got nailed once and had to go to court on it. I had out ran him and was sittin' in a resturant and he came in and gave me a ticket anyway. I had my wins and had my ass whippin's both by the racers and by the cops.

Once I became a cop, for the most part, my street racin' was over with other than racin' a fellow cop a couple of times and chasin' guys like you (and me in my other life), but that's another story for another time.

From what you say here, and what others have related about you here and on the other thread you must have been just the baddest thing in the "Valley". Damn, this is just like Milner .. "The baddest thing in the valley". Still good story ...
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I had a guy in a newer Lexus try racing me the other day. Dumb-ass though he could beat my 09 Road Glide with a 103-cid kit. Now that is funny
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The only thing I don't like is when people call street racing, drag racing. More than one sponsor turned us away because they thought street racing and drag racing was one in the same.
I can appreciate the fact that most of the old time street racing was done late at night with no traffic or people crossing the street. But the kids now adays in there little jap pieces of crap with those stupid sounding muffles could not care less ware they race, And that Is not good for anyone that is involved with hot rodding.
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The terminology is definitely imprecise. I don't like it when the cops & the media call some teenager in Mom's Lexus who's weaving in and out of traffic on the freeway "Street Racing".

And you're absolutely right, street racing DOES give Drag Racing a bad name. But you've got to realize that after the second car was built there was street racing, and that Drag Racing's roots are tied directly to street racing in the past, no matter how bad they want to now treat street racing like a bastard red-headed step child.




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The terminology is definitely imprecise. I don't like it when the cops & the media call some teenager in Mom's Lexus who's weaving in and out of traffic on the freeway "Street Racing".

And you're absolutely right, street racing DOES give Drag Racing a bad name. But you've got to realize that after the second car was built there was street racing, and that Drag Racing's roots are tied directly to street racing in the past, no matter how bad they want to now treat street racing like a bastard red-headed step child.


The Bob B. that Groucho keeps intimating about was told by his Reptilian boss to cut out street racing. That's too bad, I think his 6-71 blown small block Blue Datsun was one of the coolest & fastest street cars of it's day.

Some Drag Racers got their start by street racing. I remember racing Larry Dixon when he was a kid and had out his '55 Chevy, and I had out my '82 Gail Banks Dual turbo'd small block Camaro. The Camaro would do 11.05 on slicks but with the 4,000 RPM converter it was almost undrivable on street tires, even sticky street tires. But it was the end of the night with no reasonable race prospects in sight so I was COERCED into giving Larry a few cars. Now there is NOTHING more embarrassing than LOSING by MORE cars than you give. But that's exactly what happened when his '55 Hooked up and left - while I was slipping and sliding like I was on ice. At the big end I was making up cars, but Larry was already out of it and just sandbagging/coasting.

See Customline Vicky, I'm telling THIS story and got my "ass whipped" as you put it.


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Ah CRAP! Larry asked not to speak of his street racing past. But, now that he won't be driving for the hardnose reptilian (yeah, it's all out now), it prolly don't matter. Now, where were we? I'm calling a race at the finish line @ Woodley and Saticoy many years ago. And, I'm glad to see that my buddy Larry's won. How can you tell on that dark street with such certainty you ask? Easy, the Police helicopter provided plenty of light. Run Lahr, RUN!
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Yeah, I was rootin' for the cop. In another life, late 50's I did all this too. I street raced, in my little town in MO I was a bad ass. If I went to Springfield MO, the largest town close to me I could get my ass whipped real easy. Some bad asses there (relative). I had my run in with the cops back then. (MO Highway Patrol) Got nailed once and had to go to court on it. I had out ran him and was sittin' in a resturant and he came in and gave me a ticket anyway. I had my wins and had my ass whippin's both by the racers and by the cops.

Once I became a cop, for the most part, my street racin' was over with other than racin' a fellow cop a couple of times and chasin' guys like you (and me in my other life), but that's another story for another time.

From what you say here, and what others have related about you here and on the other thread you must have been just the baddest thing in the "Valley". Damn, this is just like Milner .. "The baddest thing in the valley". Still good story ...
Customline Vicky:

So you have street racing roots as well. See, we're not all that different, your job just aborted a budding hobby as a street racer.

Let's hear the cop racing cop story, that sounds interesting.

Baddest thing in the Valley? Moi? Not even close. I just was visible (pony tail and all), and loved to race. If it was early in the morning and I hadn't had my race fix, I'd do just about anything. I've raced people on foot with my car for short distances, I've done La Mans starts where my car was pointed in the wrong direction and we had to run across the street to get into the cars, start them, and go, with me slewing around in the street to and then trying to catch someone who was already partway to the finish line. I'd race Bikes, trailered cars, just about anything if I got enough cars. Did I always win? Of course not, it was the thrill of being in the moment that was intoxicating.

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Old 01-10-2009, 03:29 PM   #31
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in the mid 60's we had a 'very reputable local car club that would use---['for their speed contests']--- I-94 east bound from wayne rd to merrimen road ---the main entrance to detroit metropolitan airport [ two-mile/ two lane stretch]. a race was usually mid-nite or later! they'd caravan [the contestants were the last cars in the line] 'quickly' park on the right apron, the spectators were scattered from the starting line to the finish line--
[almost never more than 15 or so cars].
the contestants would pull out as traffic would 'allow', then GO-AT-IT!

can't ever remember the wayne county sheriff or the michigan state police ever
'happening-on-to-these speed contests!

HOWEVER-----------many in the detroit-area have heard of the AIRPORT DRAGS---
[my terminology] northline road between middlebelt and wayne road----
teams of wayne county sheriff's, romulus-city police would block off, the road in three places, and would 'wade' in issue loitering/ 'open-containers, and 'other serious violation' tickets to spectators and drag racing and reckless driving tickets WHEN they were confident of capturing an 'actual' contestant.
the 'urban legend' is many as 100 tickets being issued at these 'events'--note this as plural!
these were serious criminal activities the law enforcement departments were dealing with!

THERE MUST BE SOMEONE ON THE H.A.M.B. WHO CAN ADD TO THIS--WITH THEIR
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* BTW* ANYONE KNOW WHATEVER HAPPENED TO.......'POWER INC'......car club? ? ? ? ?

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I don't care who you are. If you were around in the 60s and 70s and hell even thru the 90s and had a hotrod, you street raced. I never did it in a dangerous area with people nearby but I damn sure did it alot. I've even outrun the NY State troopers on more than one occasion. Shit I'm almost 54 years old and did again last summer a couple times in a safe area with my 55 and I'm now building a much stronger sbc for the car. I'm not saying street racing is cool or safe but you gotta use your head if you want to raise alittle hell. Saying it's "LAME" is LAME in itself. You have to know your cars limits as well as your own and use both accordingly.
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Thanks a lot BottleBob. you just made me upset that it's winter . Really good story, entertaining read for sure! the part about you spraying to outrun the cops really struck me funny. And the le-mans start. I'd like to be there for that one! hahaha
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first time i ever went to an actual orchestrated street race was couple of years ago around the vandalia area in metro mn. went with a friend in belair. we pull up stickin out like a crocodile at an alligator rally. rice to the left rice to the right. no more than 15 minutes there and all hell broke loose. everyone of the buildings around us broke open and out pours hundreds of fuzz, they had been planning the bust for weeks long story short that belair bailed our asses out of a mess of tickets. we told them we were lost and they bought it
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When Bottle Bob blew the motor in his '68 Vette, I ended up with it minus motor and trans. I had a 454 and 4 speed in my garage. Loaded it on a dolly and my brother and I rolled it over to Bob's house. I drove the car home that night.

I ended up rebuilding my motor, rebuilding the vette suspension, fixing the stress cracks in the body and having it painted gun metal grey. New interior and new top. When the car was done, I took it out to Glenoaks and Peoria where the street racers were now meeting. Walking around, I asked a kid in a '57 Chevy if he wanted to race. He looked at my car but didn't ask to see the engine. He said he would race heads up but he had to drop his girlfriend off at home. He took off down a side street while I waited.

I figured he was hooking up a bottle since he didn't ask to see my engine and the street he went down didn't go anywhere. The kid comes back and we headed off to Wentworth Street. It was gonna be the first race on the new motor so I wasn't gonna squeeze but since I figured the '57 was on the bottle, I turned mine on.

We lined up, the hands dropped and we took off. I pulled him out of the gates by 1/2 car. I'm watching his frontend out of the driver's window waiting for his car to hook. As his frontend rises, I figure he is hooking and give it enough gas to stay 1/2 car ahead. It stays that way all the way down and I never have to hit the juice.

I pull over on a side street and the kid pays me, but my motor is making all kinds of racket. I baby it to a closed garage and pull the valve covers. The roller rockers have backed off. The poly-locks weren't cinching down on the stock studs. Bottle Bob runs home and grabs some long slots rocker and nuts. While we are exchanging rocker arms, LAPD puls up and watches us using their spot lights.

Change the rockers and adjust the valves, wave goodbye to LAPD and head off looking for another race.

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That was an interesting little story. Especially since I know and am familiar with all those streets, and am currently attending CSUN. Say Bob, did CSUN have the parking structures in those days?
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the cops used to come to my dads house and tell him "tell your boy to stop by the station some time today-we got a present for him!. ya see i had one of those cars they couldn't catch also. wised up after a couple of warnings
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What's even more lame is that you don't know how to spell a name when it's right in front of you. Somehow it doesn't surprise me that you chose Goldchainer for a name:rolle yes:
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That was an interesting little story. Especially since I know and am familiar with all those streets, and am currently attending CSUN. Say Bob, did CSUN have the parking structures in those days?

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I had to laugh at myself...dredging up old memories. Dad always told me "you cant outrun a radio" not meaning to I tested the theory. Funny thing about it though was when my sister yelled cop (in the dark- no lights) I tried to slow down to 70 as I rolled past his door, then when he pulled out I was more afraid of my Dad than I was of the cop, and thats why I put the pedal down to the floor and held it there. I did get away and swore I would never do anything that stupid again it scared me so bad.
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I know enough about you from your few bitter posts in this thread to think (my opinion) you should go away. I'm not seeing that we're glamorizing street racing, but reflecting experiences from our fun past. I'm pretty sure many, if not all sanctioned racing evolved from some sort of street activity, contest, dare, or moonshine runnin. Again, since this seems to offend you, simply GO AWAY. You're gonna potentially start something that'll ruin it for the rest of us

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Oh. Just currious if that was why they didn't find your car. Because, there are several six level parking structures now. Two on Darby and one on Zelza. And I know one structure was rebuilt after the '94 Chatsworth quake, so I was also currious to know what year your story takes place?

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Mid 70's, Sepulveda and Mission. Mitch with a black '62 Plymouth Savoy, 383 with a 4 speed on slicks. Paul with a silver '70 Torino, 429 and a 4 speed on slicks run heads up. The hands drop and the slicks bark. They are fairly close but the Plymouth wins. When both car come back, someone spies a black and white creeping out from behind the gas station. LAPD pulls up next to the Torino and tells Paul, "You shoulda left harder!". Everyone breathes a sigh of relief. Cool cops........
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A little town in upstate NY one night about 4 am, a local cop pulls me over and wants to know if I want to run him. Says he thinks his cruiser will keep up with or beat my 460 intercepter Torino. I told him sure if he shut his speed gun off and then I'd only race him from 0 to 60 cause I didn't trust him. HE laughed and drove away telling me I wasn't any fun.
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I had to laugh at myself...dredging up old memories. Dad always told me "you cant outrun a radio" not meaning to I tested the theory. Funny thing about it though was when my sister yelled cop (in the dark- no lights) I tried to slow down to 70 as I rolled past his door, then when he pulled out I was more afraid of my Dad than I was of the cop, and thats why I put the pedal down to the floor and held it there. I did get away and swore I would never do anything that stupid again it scared me so bad.

Ya know, this has to be a true story, who else would admit to being in the car with thier sister?
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Oh. Just currious if that was why they didn't find your car. Because, there are several six level parking structures now. Two on Darby and one on Zelza. And I know one structure was rebuilt after the '94 Chatsworth quake, so I was also currious to know what year your story takes place?

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Well, here is my small town story. I don’t write much, but I want to share.
I was 17 and there was this pretty boy mustang eating everything up at this local race spot. It was blown and we all heard it was juiced up.
I watched him beat everyone for a few weeks and wondered what I could do....I had to ride with friend because my truck wasn’t running....a very common problem at the time, tires, transmissions, rear ends, ect...you all remember those days.

So one weekend night I had my truck running, pretty well, there were issues with my truck but wanted to see what I had for this fag in the mustang. Remember I was just a 17 year old kid and he was some dude in his late 20’s or early 30’s, who probably lived at home with mom, and all he had was his car and a girlfriend my age.
I hadn’t raced anyone at the spot. Everyone thought I was just some dumb kid hanging out all the time. I didn’t care for most of the people there, but we had nothing better to do most nights.

Since I was always working and changing things on my truck never had the chance to really get on it in town. All I knew was it was very fast. I remember thinking to myself “HMMM, it should be illegal for a 17 year old kid, like me, to have this much power”
So the guy who owns the green mustang (I remember like yesterday) shouts “anyone else?”
I step up and say”ill line up with ya”
he looks at my lowered, primered fenders, blue door, red bed, 2wd 77 Chevy longbed and asks what I’m running and all I answered was “just a 350, shit, I don’t even have headers”.I wasn’t lying
The mustang homo smerks at me, like whatever kid, but ill take your money too
We agree on a $40, it was all I had to loose.
We line up, he jumps, but I follow spinning the non posi rear end because I was holding up RPM to stall before the drop, he has an early lead, we were both pushing real hard, he did not want to loose to me. But my truck came to life, I catch up to him and pass him by maybe 1 car length by the end. He let off the gas and stated slowing down. I was sooooo pumped I just beat this assshole, I slowed down a few feet after him. It was a long road but there was a T at the end of the road we were racing on.

I went to slow down and HOLY SHIT, my brake pedal was ROCK HARD….Ill tell you all why the end of story.
I had to take the dead end road at a very fast speed, I was to busy thinking I was going to die to look at my speedo. I knew I wasn’t going to be able to stop, so I took the turn as wide as possible, blew through the stop sign and water dips and turned right, going into the oncoming traffic lane, luckily there were no vehicles on the cross street, I would have caused some serious damage. Now I’m in my lane, and have a chance to slow down, What the Fug, my brakes work now????? I’m going nuts now, I pull over grasp my breath, open my hood to see if there were any problems..All looked good, so I headed back to the race spot, where everyone waits.
I pull in and my friends are praising me, I’m feeling good and like I’ve just escaped death.
Ready to collect my well deserved money………..All of the sudden we see lights coming toward us. We all bail going in every direction. I don’t get paid, or even a chance to talk with the mustang guy.
I left that night with my life, no tickets, no $40 payment and a smile to last a lifetime.
We went back a few times to see if the green mustang was there, never seen him, and shortly after all this the cops were cruising by our race spot all the time.

That was the first and last time I did that kind of racing. It’s hard to explain the moment you almost crash maybe at 80 or 90 MPH.

WHY did my brakes go rock hard…..My turbo filled my power booster with 25PSI of boost. I had never been in the boost for that long before.
I’m not a turbo punk, I just made a bunch of shit work on an old Chevy….
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Well, you KNOW most people would rather relate their victories rather than their failures, it's easier on the ego, eh. But I've lost plenty of races, in fact in another thread I responded to yesterday I made mention of a guy named Boyd who used to "whip my ass" as you put it - on a semi-regular basis.

As far as remembering the streets goes, let me make two points: One - everyone's brain doesn't function identically. Some people have a dispassionate/logical corner of their mind that functions even when they are excited and in the heat of the chase. Two - In a getaway situation you have to plan your strategy at least far enough ahead so you don't get caught in a cul-de-sack or a housing tract that only has two outlets.

Being an ex-street cop my next comments might rub you the wrong way, but I've run from cops about 24 times, 15 of those times I KNEW positively that they were after me due to seeing lights and/or sirens. The other times I ran I wasn't 100% sure they were chasing me, but I wasn't taking any chances. And yes, it was hazardous, dangerous, and put people at risk - not the least of which were the cops doing the chasing. You'll be happy to know that I didn't always get away - there were occasionally the times where cars were impounded and my body impounded as well. It was an occupational hazard in the day.

I'm glad you thought it was a good story. If you were entertained for awhile it served it's purpose. I'm not trying to take a moral stand such as "Street racers of the world unite and overthrow your masters", I was just relaying an event from my past that I thought some would enjoy.

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One night at the Jack-n-the-Box on Van Nuys Blvd, I'm sitting with all my friends when a black '77 Trans Am pulls in. It's a young kid with his girlfriend. As he cruises past the tables, I ask "Race ?". The kid stops and saids, "I'm too fast!". This peaks my interest. I tell the kid, "I'm not, you wanna race?". The kid said his car wasn't running right but he was too fast. I tell him its OK, I'll give him car lengths. The kid said he didn't need car lengths, his car was too fast.

Now I'm getting perturbed. I tell the kid I'll race for whatever is in his pocket. The kid said no, hes to fast. Now I'm pissed. I start offering the kid car lengths, 1, 2, 3...Each time the kid said no, he wants heads up because hes too fast. Now my buddies are holding me back, I wanna yank this punk out through his window. I yell, 8 cars for whatever you want!!!!! The kid calmly pulls away saying, heads up, I'm too fast.

After I calmed down, I thought, what a great "ploy" to get car lengths. I gotta try that. Never got the chance.........

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Why thank you. Since you ask, and because I may be on borrowed time as the moderators/administrators have seen fit to delete my Street Race Contract thread, this thread may not be far behind so I'll add a few comments before the ax strikes.

In this post I'm going to outline the reasons for choosing some of my engine parameters which may be relevant to other street rodding applications than just racing.

Rule number one is to be silent, but deadly. Meaning, a sleeper will get you more races than something so radical that it won't idle under 1800 RPM.

So to this end I theorized that I needed a cam that had very short duration and overlap yet had high lift to make up for the short duration. I checked the catalogs of the major cam manufacturers of that time (70's), Crane, Isky, Crower, etc. and didn't find anything that met my rough expectations. So I had a small can regrinder in North Hollywood (Camonics) custom grind me a .700 lift roller for my nitrous big block street racer. It had to be a roller to accommodate the steep/rapid opening and closing ramps. It was a very short duration cam on 114 degree lobe centers with little overlap. As most know the wider the lobe centers the less degrees both valves are open at the same time, everything else being equal. This has two benefits. One; the intake charge isn't contaminated by exhaust backflow at low rpm which makes for a smoother and lower idle. Two; both valves are open less at TDC so deeper piston notches aren't needed in the 11:1 pistons I was using at the time.

Anyway, the end result was that it idled almost like a stock cam and would run up to 8500 rpm with no problem and not float. I seldom took it that high since it had a pretty flat torque curve and with the amount of nitrous I was using made almost as much power at 5000 as at 8000. Besides, when you're street racing the spectators listen to how high your engine revs as an indication of how built your engine is, and I didn't want to maybe lose a future race by screaming the engine if it wasn't necessary.

A little bit on my thinking for valve/ports on my nitrous motors. Most people put in the largest intake valve that will fit in the head, and this is a excellent idea for a normally aspirated motor since the whole idea is to pack as much air/fuel mixture into the engine as possible. But IMO, on a nitrous motor the exhaust side deserves more attention to detail. You can control the amount of intake a nitrous motor receives by adjusting your nitrous jet sizes or using larger or multiple solenoids. The exhaust side is what has to maximize flow so you don't incur major pumping losses trying push all those expended exhaust gasses out tiny valves/ports/headers. So for that, I put in the largest EXAUST valves that would fit and ported the heads to give most of the attention to the exhaust side. You need to run 2 1/4- 2 3/8 primary pipe sizes for flow purposes, and I wasn't really concerned with exhaust pulses pulling in the intake flow for the nitrous addition reasons I mention earlier.

You should run VERY low restriction mufflers, preferably 4 mufflers in parallel not series if you have the room, for max flow. Running uncorked would be better, but that may not be possible - or if it IS - being uncorked makes even the mildest 283 sound like a race engine if the other car is corked up.

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K-head:

If I ever knew Boyd's last name, and I'm sure I did, it's been long forgotten after 30 years. That certainly sounds like him. Did you know him? Do you know what he's doing now?

There were other big dogs from central L.A. that used to occasionally come out to the SF Valley, Jr. from Lynwood, Mark Washington, Dirty Ronny, The Teacher, and hundreds more that I would probably remember if I heard their names but can't retrieve them from my data banks in my meat computer right now.

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Ah, Mark W, that brings back fond memories. My old roomate, Jim G had a blue '69 Vette with roller cammed 454 on nitrous. Mark wanted a race with his sbc nitrous'd Nova but wanted car lengths. The race was set so Mark got 3 (I believe) and the go. Now Mark's car has an auto, Jim has a 4 speed. They line up, Jim raises his rpms in anticipation of the start but Mark suddenly opens his driver's door and looks at his rear tire. Jim thinking that there was something wrong with the Nova, lets off the gas. Once the rpms drop, Mark is gone like a light. Unfortunately, Jim chased and a chase is a race...........
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Ah, Mark W, that brings back fond memories. My old roomate, Jim G had a blue '69 Vette with roller cammed 454 on nitrous. Mark wanted a race with his sbc nitrous'd Nova but wanted car lengths. The race was set so Mark got 3 (I believe) and the go. Now Mark's car has an auto, Jim has a 4 speed. They line up, Jim raises his rpms in anticipation of the start but Mark suddenly opens his driver's door and looks at his rear tire. Jim thinking that there was something wrong with the Nova, lets off the gas. Once the rpms drop, Mark is gone like a light. Unfortunately, Jim chased and a chase is a race...........

WARNING - For those that equate street racers with baby killers - STOP READING NOW - There is nothing here for you. Don't bother getting yourself aggravated for no reason.

Rick:

Your "Reminds-me", reminds ME of another engagement with Mark. We're at Woodly & Satacoy and about to start a heads up race. He's got his white small block box Nova and I've got the brown big block Vette out. The L.A. crowd doesn't usually drive all the way out to the Valley unless they are loaded for bear.

So after our burnouts we line up, now Mark is a master of the cheat start as your own post shows. Personally I almost never cheat on the start and everybody knows that, especially the Compton group since they seemed to make a science out of that aspect of racing. So I'm very wary and in hyper observation mode.

It's to be a standard point-point-up-down start. With the cars leaving when the starter's hands come down.

The starter points at me - and Mark leaves hard - he comes back when he sees I haven't moved an inch. It's just a ploy to rattle your opponent and make him lose concentration. I hope it overheated his motor - serve him right. Anyway, now I'm thinking if he plays this out true to form he'll jump the start but just by a much smaller margin - him knowing that I don't cheat on the start, I'm speculating that he's counting on that. I try to be fair & honest in my dealings with people - but when someone attempts to use that fairness AGAINST me, well that sort of relieves me of the moral obligation to BE fair.

We line up again. Starter points at me, then points at Mark and just when the starter starts to raise his hands I dump the clutch and leave hard. Mark is right beside me, since he left at about the exact same time - almost as if was choreographed and practiced ahead of time.

We're side by side, through my first three gears - with a little plus and minus movement due to each of our gear changes. I'm hoping I'll still be beside him when I hit fourth, since I should out mile-per-hour him. Generally, light cars with small blocks get out there quick but on the big end it's the physics of raw horsepower that tends to take over (F=ma dontchknow). Anyway things seem to work out according to my backyard theoretical speculations since I'm now in forth and AM pulling away. In fact, as we're both in high gear (his automatic - my 4 speed), with no more gear changes left I'm not letting up on the button but I've backed off the throttle slightly to stay just a half car ahead - but I'm ready to stomp the gas all the way just in case he has any last minute surprises for me. But here's the finish coming up, and I'm holding him at my passenger door handle and he's not moving up. We pass the finish line car and I've WON!. And I'm thinking, God, what a lot of drama it is racing any of the Compton crowd. But I wouldn't have it any other way, since it's kind of like one of those classic Greek epics of good triumphing over evil. Isn't imagination grand?

We drive back to the start and Mark pays up good-naturedly. He seems more surprized that he didn't snooker the rubes in the Valley this time, than pissed that he lost. Actually, he's a good kid and even though we (the L.A. boys and the Valley), always were "turf" enemies - we were all connected by the sub-culture we chose to be a part of. You might say it was a sort of Zen of racing, and then on the other hand, you might not. LOL

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Oh yeah, those Compton Boys. Me and Randy went out to Florence and Main and got snookered by Tony with the red mid 70's Camaro. Randy had his '68 Firebird with the 402 chevy. Tony wants to race the Firebird but claims he needs 7 and the go. But the race is set, he wants to see the engine in the Firebird. Randy said it was a 400. Randy pops the hood, Tony sees the bbc and said, "Make it 5 cars" and Randy agrees. I pull Randy aside and tell him somethings up. Tony wanted 7 cars when you told him it was a 400. Now he only wants 5 with a bbc???

We go to the race spot in an industrial area of Compton. Vacant fields on both sides. We wait a couple of hours until Tony shows up. Now I KNOW somethings up. The race starts and the firdbird makes up 3 cars instantly, but never comes close to the Camaro. Both cars come back and we pay. Time to go home!

Tony laughs and asks if we want to do it again, but this time he will give the Firebird 7 cars. Randy agrees. I tell him hes crazy but he said when it wasn't making up any cars on Tony, he backed off. He believes if he can hold Tony off, the bbc will take him on top end.

Here we go! The Camaro catches the Firdbird in first gear. I'm thinking that the Camaro must have hellacious low gears to catch the firebird so quickly. Sure enough, the Firebird holds the Camaro off. Tony wants double or nothing, giving the Firebird 5 cars. Same story, the Firebird wins again. Then someone in the crowd with a silver Camaro offers 5 cars to the Firebird. Firebird wins again.

Now its late and time to go home but we made some money that night. The following week, I went back to Compton with my '55 Chevy with Chuck and his '62 Galaxie. Now no one wants to race, so Chuck and I race each other. I blew second gear and Chuck snapped an axle. We gotta limp home with nothing to show for it........

Later I heard, Tony has to identical Camaros. Ones his daily driver and the other is his fast car.................

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Not a great story,... I have several, but this is one of my favorites.

I cruised Woodward, Gratiot,... and Telegraph, mostly Telegraph, I worked at Gratiot Auto Supply Livonia in the 70's and we did a lot of "Testing" on Telegraph or "The Ditch".

It was 1973 or 74', I picked up a girl at Korvetts one night, she insisted she wanted to go with me when I raced someone, I had a factory 67 GT-390 4spd. Mustang Fastback, (blew up the 390 and replaced it with a dual quad 427 side oiler, It was Black on Black with SS Cragars),..

She kept saying "ooh race that one,... no no,.. race that one!"I pull up to the light near West Chicago and a guy pulls up next to me and and rapp's it a couple times,... I look over at her and said "are you ready?" to which her reply was a giggle,....... We spooled them up and when the light turned green I side stepped the clutch and we went to war,.....

Over the sound of that Big ol' 427 yelling out it's name,... Her screams just about blew out my ear drum, with a occasional STOP!,...STOP!,..WE"RE GONNA DIE!!!!,.... along with more screaming of coarse,..... despite all of the "encouragement" I got from her,... the Ol' black horse won,...... as We slowed down she started crying hysterically,... and saying "I wanna go back to my friends!".

I take her back to Korvetts and she jumps out of the car and runs over to her friends,.. still crying hysterically,... I go over to explain because they were looking at me like I must have tried to attack her or something,.... They all called me a jerk (or worse) as they were trying to calm her down,... I look back just before I get in the car and I see the back of her light blue pants,... and her butt was dark blue ,... I look at my passenger seat, and sure enough,.... I had to go over to Top Hat hamburgers to get some napkins,......
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The Best Street Racing in the Country was the Connecting Highway in Queens, NY
it was ideal NO body could get Hurt it was a Highway that Connected the Grand Central Pkw.
to the BQE If you want the Story just Google it & you will see!
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Your "Reminds-me", reminds ME of another engagement with Mark. We're at Woodly & Satacoy and about to start a heads up race. He's got his white small block box Nova and I've got the brown big block Vette out. The L.A. crowd doesn't usually drive all the way out to the Valley unless they are loaded for bear.

So after our burnouts we line up, now Mark is a master of the cheat start as your own post shows. Personally I almost never cheat on the start and everybody knows that, especially the Compton group since they seemed to make a science out of that aspect of racing. So I'm very wary and in hyper observation mode.

It's to be a standard point-point-up-down start. With the cars leaving when the starter's hands come down.

The starter points at me - and Mark leaves hard - he comes back when he sees I haven't moved an inch. It's just a ploy to rattle your opponent and make him lose concentration. I hope it overheated his motor - serve him right. Anyway, now I'm thinking if he plays this out true to form he'll jump the start but just by a much smaller margin - him knowing that I don't cheat on the start, I'm speculating that he's counting on that. I try to be fair & honest in my dealings with people - but when someone attempts to use that fairness AGAINST me, well that sort of relieves me of the moral obligation to BE fair.




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You guys HAVE to get together and write a book! Hell, Ill sell my kidney to buy a copy!

You know, selling a kidney may not be such a bad idea right now??
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This is a picture of the Frankensqueeze Vette (16 Solenoids), that literally burned to the ground at LACR, that Groucho mentioned. Ran 9.82 @ 143 mph. Licensed 3,600 lb. street car.
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Alright, I should be posting this on my post of L.A. Street Racing but to "Welcome the Infamous Bottle Bob" to the H.A.M.B. I will post my lame story here.

I was from the Bob's Westchester crowd, I had traded my Blue & White 56 210 sedan to Ron from Ladera Heights for his BB 4 gear black 64 Chevelle. With Ron driving on slicks (9" M&H's) the car ran 12.70's at O.C.I.R. (remember Wed. Nights ?) With my slow shifting ass on Caldwells I ran the best of 13.20's.

One night we are all at the On Ramp (down the street from Randy's Big Donut on La Cienega) The late Fat Jack Shanks had purchased Gary Dennis's 67 Chevelle "white w/Harwood Snorkle Scoop, Center Lines, 454, Ford top loader 4 gear, 12 bolt w/4:56's" and gutted interior, My car 64 Chevelle, 396, 375 HP solid cam, 780 Holley, Headmans, M-20 Muncie with a sloppy shifter, 12 bolt with 3:73's full interior.

As always I'am talking shit, I had known Jack since I was 12 and would chase him on my bike just to check out his cars (Jack always had nice cars) He's in a bad mood and I'am pushing him, he wants to race, I want cars, I think I said something like "you won't give me cars, my shit has full interior and a junk yard rebuilt motor, your running a 454, no interior with plastic body parts, you got a fucking race car ! what kind of shit is that!" That really pisses him off and he won't budge, I say fine, let Ron drive the car and we can go heads up ! Now he's thinking, he knows I can't shift a 4 gear worth a shit but Ron running him heads up ? I don't give him a chance to think I say how much, he says $100.00, lets go. We have someone start the race, the on ramp is a short quarter and would be an advantage to his car.

We wait on the pedestrian bridge, first one that comes through wins. We watch Ron leaves on him and Jack smokes it a little, there side by side and when they come through it's a tie, Jack says he can't hook up, my cars miss firing from the plugs, we go again for the same money and tie 2 more times, we leave with a rematch scheduled for next Sat.

I change the plugs and fuel pump which was starving the engine at the top end. Jack has Gary do some stuff to the 67. Sat. comes we line up, this time Jack hooks a little better, but once again it's a tie, and no one has noticed my car is coming through in 3rd gear. Jacks leaves and comes back, he says its not worth running anymore and shakes hands.

Some time later we talk about that night and laugh, Jack confesses he went to call Gary to drive the car for him, and I confess that Gary and I had talked after the race, and that Gary had changed the cam, and heads before he sold the car to Jack.

I'll post some photos in the future
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Anyone know what happened to Jill with the Green Maverick. It had a single 4 barrel tunnel rammed 302. I heard she was George Putnams daughter. For you younger guys, George Putnam was a famous news comentator. Jill use to race all the time.
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Anyone know what happened to Jill with the Green Maverick. It had a single 4 barrel tunnel rammed 302. I heard she was George Putnams daughter. For you younger guys, George Putnam was a famous news comentator. Jill use to race all the time.
I remember. She had a personal license plate that said "It's Jil".
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Great stories BottleBob! You too Groucho....
I never get tired of hearing old stories of street racing.
There is a certain thrill, adrenaline rush, that comes with street racing that legal drag racing simply cannot duplicate. Those that street race know it well.
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In '83, I had gotten out of street racing. In '84, I bought a Suzuki 1100E for commuting. My neighbor bought the same bike. One late summer night, we were cruising around LA and my neighbor saids, "Lets check out Fletcher Dr in Glendale, the Glendale boys street race there.

We cruise by and sure enough, they're street racing. After watching a couple of races, I start getting the "Itch". I go upto a group of kids and ask if anyone wants to race my bike. One kid with a '67 Camaro saids he wants to race but he needs car lengths. I tell him to get together with his buddies. Imagine how fast my bike can possibly be and figure out how many car lengths he needs for a fair race, then add 3. He asks why, I told him I didn't care if I lost, I just wanted to race.

The kid comes back and said he needs 18 cars and the go. I tell him, "Line em up!". The kid gets 18 into the 1/4 and I watch. As soon as he leaves, I nail it. I go by the Camaro in 3rd gear and back off. I win by a couple of cars. The kids aren't happy but they pay. They claim the bike is built. I borrow a flashlight to show them the headbolts. The motors never been touched. All I had was a pipe and some carb work.
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i ran a newer trans am with nitrous last fall when i was on motor and still kicked his ass. came around him like he was tied to a stump lol we still run on the street here quite frequently.
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You guys HAVE to get together and write a book! Hell, Ill sell my kidney to buy a copy!

You know, selling a kidney may not be such a bad idea right now??
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Doc:

You must be referring to the guy that donated a kidney to his wife, and now that he has divorced her, he wants his kidney back or 1.5 MILLION dollars. Is that goofy, or what? LOL

Here's one of my more memorable races for a number of reasons. After the normal race negotiations it's decided that I'm going to race Junior's '68-'69 Big Block Camaro with my Brown Vette. He's one of the hard core L.A. crowd from Lynwood.

Anyway, we go to Burbank & Balboa to do the deed. This street is concrete so hooks up good. We line up, starter goes point, point, up, down and we leave together. At the top of my first gear Junior is half a car on me. I'm thinking cripes his car hooks good, especially on those small tires. Usually, the independent rears on Vettes tend to hook up slightly better than solid axle cars - everything else being equal. I left good but Junior's still ahead. So I power second then hit the juice expecting to make up that half a car and more. IT'S NOT HAPPENING, he's STILL got me by half a car. Off button, power third, on button and halfway through third and he's STILL a half car ahead. Buy this time I've got the sinking suspicion that he's toying with me. Button off, shift to fourth, button on - and now we're in the gear where my car runs it's best and yet HE'S STILL a half a car ahead! My suspicion now turns into an almost certainty. I'm SURE he's sandbagging me and that barring a UFO landing in his lane I'm not just toast, but BURNT toast. We're near the top of 4th and I've made up ZERO distance on him since the start. I see the finish line car about 100 feet ahead and am all bummed out when all of a sudden Junior's car just drops back - like he let off the gas. I'm shocked and dismayed!

We go back to the start area and I go over to Junior's car and say what happened? He replies, what do you mean? I say: You dropped back before the end. He says no way, I won. I say WHAT? By then the rest of crowd comes over and verifies that I've won. He's pissed, since there was another car parked in front of the finish line car and he thought THAT was the finish. The finishline car had it's parking lights on so was unmistakably the one to race to. I'm laughing and kidding him and he's getting more pissed by the minute. Since I'm sure he knew he could have taken me by a bunch more cars. And I even mention something to that effect. He says, you say anymore and I'm going to yank your beard out by the roots. I say Ok, Ok. He wants to run again double or nothing. Of COURSE HE DOES. I say something non committal like we'll see. But I want nothing to do with his car for the rest of the night. We go to another spot to watch a couple of other people race, and he's on me about every 10 minutes - lets do it? I'm getting all vague, maybe, maybe. It's early in the morning and then the cops come and chase everybody away and I'm SAVED! At least for THIS night. I never let him live that one down though. Like I said at the beginning, it was memorable for a number of reasons, not the least of which is I shouldn't have won!

Junior eventually goes into Pro-Street racing at the track with a bottom 8 sec. Vega on street tires or something to that effect.

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In this post I'm going to outline the reasons for choosing some of my engine parameters which may be relevant to other street rodding applications than just racing.

Let me add a little tid-bit about my choice of spark plugs back in the day.

It's my opinion that in an engine that does not see a lot
of boost or nitrous that the differences between name brand
spark plugs are pretty minor as long as you get the heat range close.
Now if you are supercharged, turbo'd or using heavy nitrous loads you would
want the best spark plug available. When I was looking for that elusive
"Best spark plug" for my nitrous engines I took a regular
spark plug tester (that normally only goes up to 125 lbs. air line pressure) and
plumbed in a line from a nitrous bottle with a pressure regulator so I could
vary the pressure.

I checked just about every common - and some uncommon - spark plug brand
on the market (at that time) as well as two electrode
Mazda plugs, surface gap plugs, motorcycle plugs etc. Believe it or not but Champion
plugs kept firing under more pressure than the others. This was a LONG
time ago and there have been advances in spark plug design, materials
and assembly so this or a similar test should be done with the new crop
of spark plugs by someone that was similarly motivated.

Another thing I used to do with my plugs was to J-Gap them. That's bend
up the side electrode, the file it back a little, then bend it back down so the side
electrode stops
about halfway across the center electrode.

Ask people and you'll get many "opinions" that Autolights are junk, AC's are junk, NGK's
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If you want real information you have to test them experimentally yourself.

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Doc:

You must be referring to the guy that donated a kidney to his wife, and now that he has divorced her, he wants his kidney back or 1.5 MILLION dollars. Is that goofy, or what? LOL

Here's one of my more memorable races for a number of reasons. After the normal race negotiations it's decided that I'm going to race Junior's '68-'69 Big Block Camaro with my Brown Vette. He's one of the hard core L.A. crowd from Lynwood.

Anyway, we go to Burbank & Balboa to do the deed. This street is concrete so hooks up good. We line up, starter goes point, point, up, down and we leave together. At the top of my first gear Junior is half a car on me. I'm thinking cripes his car hooks good, especially on those small tires. Usually, the independent rears on Vettes tend to hook up slightly better than solid axle cars - everything else being equal. I left good but Junior's still ahead. So I power second then hit the juice expecting to make up that half a car and more. IT'S NOT HAPPENING, he's STILL got me by half a car. Off button, power third, on button and halfway through third and he's STILL a half car ahead. Buy this time I've got the sinking suspicion that he's toying with me. Button off, shift to fourth, button on - and now we're in the gear where my car runs it's best and yet HE'S STILL a half a car ahead! My suspicion now turns into an almost certainty. I'm SURE he's sandbagging me and that barring a UFO landing in his lane I'm not just toast, but BURNT toast. We're near the top of 4th and I've made up ZERO distance on him since the start. I see the finish line car about 100 feet ahead and am all bummed out when all of a sudden Junior's car just drops back - like he let off the gas. I'm shocked and dismayed!

We go back to the start area and I go over to Junior's car and say what happened? He replies, what do you mean? I say: You dropped back before the end. He says no way, I won. I say WHAT? By then the rest of crowd comes over and verifies that I've won. He's pissed, since there was another car parked in front of the finish line car and he thought THAT was the finish. The finishline car had it's parking lights on so was unmistakably the one to race to. I'm laughing and kidding him and he's getting more pissed by the minute. Since I'm sure he knew he could have taken me by a bunch more cars. And I even mention something to that effect. He says, you say anymore and I'm going to yank your beard out by the roots. I say Ok, Ok. He wants to run again double or nothing. Of COURSE HE DOES. I say something non committal like we'll see. But I want nothing to do with his car for the rest of the night. We go to another spot to watch a couple of other people race, and he's on me about every 10 minutes - lets do it? I'm getting all vague, maybe, maybe. It's early in the morning and then the cops come and chase everybody away and I'm SAVED! At least for THIS night. I never let him live that one down though. Like I said at the beginning, it was memorable for a number of reasons, not the least of which is I shouldn't have won!

Junior eventually goes into Pro-Street racing at the track with a bottom 8 sec. Vega on street tires or something to that effect.

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BottleBob, you're a good story teller I really enjoy your writing style. I want to thank you for taking the time to post your stories and thanks to Groucho for getting you to sign up here.
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Street racing is lame, take it to the track before you kill someone or a family coming home.

DUDE, LIGHTEN UP! This was a long time ago and none of us would do it again. Times have changed, we got older, and there are too many assholes on the streets these days. Besides, the cops can take your shit and crush it for even thinking about racing now. So just back the fuck up will ya?

HEY BOB, bitchin' story man. I was there for a few of them. And CUSTOMLINE VICKY, it's not a movie script. It happened just like he said. If you grew up in that area you just KNOW where your at. Like when I ran from the cops, I knew where I was and how I could get away and where. And I did it twice, so put that in your pipe and smoke it. BABY HEHEH.
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Street racing happened back in the late 50's/early 60's too...it was prolly more dangerous...and I got caught a few times, had a few accidents, got a lot of tickets, lost a license and NEVER hurt anyone or got anyone hurt...it was just "growing up"...and I wrote two books about it...

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Well, I ended up with Bottle Bob's old brown vette when the motor blew. I had a old 454 in the garage and threw that in. It was hard to get a race because everyone recognized the vette as Bottle Bob's car. I ended up trading the 454 with Jim G's 454 because he was going to sell his vette and the motor was blown. Jim's 454 had a lot of head work and I was planning on rebuilding my old 454. After I rebuilt the motor, I had the vette taken down to bare glass, stress cracks fixed and repainted to a gun metal grey. I didn't use the vinyl covered hard top but put a new black convertable top on it. I had a new interior put in and polished the slotted mags. When it came to tires, I ordered a set of McCreary 10.50 x 15 for the rear.

When the car was done, I drove it for awhile to break the new motor in. After the break-in, I tested the new tires. 2500 rpm flat bogged the motor. 3500 and the tires barked once and she took off. I drive to Bob's house to tell him about these GREAT new tires I got. Bob saids, "There's something wrong with your motor. Here, I got this gauge that measure how hard the rubber is". Bob grabs the gauge and measures the tires on his "new" red corvette. It's got 14" Firestone treaded tires. Gauge goes around the dial 360 degrees. He then tries it on a set of Goodyear slicks. The gauge goes to a little less than 180 degrees. Then he tries my McCrearys. The gauge doesn't move.

Bob mumbles, "Stupid gauge broke!". He disassembles the gauge, then puts it back together. Tries the same test with the Firestones, Goodyears and the McCrearys. Gauge doesn't move. Bob tries the gauge on his finger and it moves 5 degrees. Bob saids, "Geez, your tires are softer than my skin!!!".
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BottleBob, you're a good story teller I really enjoy your writing style. I want to thank you for taking the time to post your stories and thanks to Groucho for getting you to sign up here.
327-365hp:

Thank you for those kind words.

Not everyone views street racing with the same nostalgia that you do. Back in the day, it was a time of transition where the world was a smaller place and assured global destruction from the Soviet Union was hanging over all our heads. Hell, in school I remember practicing getting under our desks at simulated air-raid sirens. Risk taking didn't seem to matter as much since we were taking life one day at a time.

It was an era whose like will never come again. I'm content to know that I was at least a part of something that was larger than myself - a rodding/racing subculture that extended country wide and touched the youth of America.

Am I glorifying an illegal activity that was dangerous and put innocent people at risk? Perhaps, perhaps not. Our memories tend to let us ignore the negative aspects and remember the excitement and feeling of being ALIVE and living in the moment. The risk of being arrested just added to the excitement level. And in the overall scheme of things - it probably kept many a kid off a lifetime's use of drugs or alcohol and the misery that entails to themselves and their loved ones. So it may very well have had less societal impact/damage than if it hadn't existed as an optional outlet for a generation of rebellious youth.


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Your story of Junior shutting off early reminded me of a funny story. Back in high school, 1976, my buddy Roy had a '68 GTX 440 4 speed and I had just bought a '69 RR with a 383 4 speed. He was following me and when I turned down the long straightaway I see him pull out to go by me. So I booted it and we were side by side for about 1/2 a mile. Near the end of the road where it gets populated I slow down and stop and he pulls up beside me with a big grin on his face. He jumps out of his car and comes around the front of it yelling "Wow that was awesome, lets do it again" I said, Hey Roy, your car is rollling! Oh shit! he says as he scrambles to get back around to the drivers side.
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I tested the new tires. 2500 rpm flat bogged the motor. 3500 and the tires barked once and she took off. I drive to Bob's house to tell him about these GREAT new tires I got. Bob saids, "There's something wrong with your motor. Here, I got this gauge that measure how hard the rubber is". Bob grabs the gauge and measures the tires on his "new" red corvette. It's got 14" Firestone treaded tires. Gauge goes around the dial 360 degrees. He then tries it on a set of Goodyear slicks. The gauge goes to a little less than 180 degrees. Then he tries my McCrearys. The gauge doesn't move.

Bob mumbles, "Stupid gauge broke!". He disassembles the gauge, then puts it back together. Tries the same test with the Firestones, Goodyears and the McCrearys. Gauge doesn't move. Bob tries the gauge on his finger and it moves 5 degrees. Bob saids, "Geez, your tires are softer than my skin!!!".
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Heh, yeah I forgot about that home-made durometer gauge. I made it at work and through extensive trial and error finally got the right spring and compression amount to make it useful. Its original purpose was to be a quick way to test other street racer's tires to see how sticky they were. You'd just walk up and push it aginst the tread and read the dial. That was the intention, but I only used it a few times. I just never felt right sneaking around other people's cars. Some people would crawl all over your car when you were away, almost to the extent of bringing a creeper and drop light.

But the empirical knowledge of the softness of those McCrearys was undeniable after I got past my original skepticism. Excellent tires. Hoosiers were good as well.

My life revolved around street racing, remember that starting light I made? I used the bottom and handle of an anti-freeze bottle, it had a red light on top, a yellow light in the middle, and a green light on the bottom. Battery operated with buttons for activating each light. It was sort of a hand held Christmas tree. I loved making those kinds of semi-trick items.

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That's odd. It seems the police are doing traffic control for the racers. How old it that video?

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Oh yeah, I was amazed at your carb work. Remember those little cubes, hollow on the inside with a tiny cube inside? Guys, don't ever play chess or Atari missile attack with Bob, he's a master.

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Actually, I use one of those cubes on my keychain to this day. A picture of it is on my homepage.

Atari? - That sure "dates" both of us, eh? LOL

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One night, I drove the vette to Glenoaks and Peoria looking for a race. Words out, it's Bob's old vette. A couple of guys that have a '41 Willys pickup (old drag truck with a chopped top) come up with an idea. Race the Willys and lose, so everyone will see how slow the vette is. I say, "What the heck! Let's do it!!".

Since Bob is there without a race car, I ask him if he wants to drive the vette, but he has to lose. He agrees so I don't bother removing the air cleaner or air out the tires. I give Bob the keys and head to the finish line. I hear the cars doing their burnouts and stage. I hear both cars squealing tires as they leave. I can see headlights bouncing with each shift but can't make out which car is which. As they get closer, I finally make out the vette. It's ahead by a long shot, WTF!!!.

After the race, I ask Bob what happened? He was suppose to lose. Bob shrugs his shoulders and said, "I couldn't help it". I had to laugh after that.

Funny, one night I had Bob's wife's VW Bug with an auto-stick. Don't remember why I didn't have a car. Anyway, walking around the street races, I'm hitting up daily drivers for a race. Once they find out Bob owns the bug, no takers.
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Bottle Bob story-Bob was sort of a recluse. Wouldn't talk to you unless he really had to. One night, before we were friends, I ask him if he needs a steel crank for a 454. I'd ended up with it in a trade, but I raced small block stuff. Bob says, I can use it eventually but have no money. We go back and forth for a few minutes, and I agree to let him plumb a Holley base plate for hidden nitrous for me. Gives me his address, and says come by tonight, I'll be in the garage. I show up and the garage door is open maybe 2 feet. I knock, he says come in. I said open the door, he says crawl under. TOP SECRET dude. Now, Bob's not too big on socializing at the street races, but here, no problem. He's showing me experimental nitrous shit all over the garage. Motor eater over here, Franken this, Mrs Chubrock that.....Clear plastic blocks with different shapes to analyze flow characteristics under different conditions, etc. It's an hour or two later and I'm gonna leave (crawling under the cracked door again), when he stops me, and asks, would I be interested in seeing what 4 units of juice does to a 13 second Vette? Well, that's like the moron on TV asking "who wants to be a millionaire? Like anyone's gonna say no. So Bob turns on the air compressor, and crawls behind the seats. Whadda ya fockin doin? He's got a silver cylinder like for pumping soda at a restaurant 1/2 full of gas that he's pressurizing in the event of fuel pump failure, or some shit like that. Then he pulls out a box from under the bench. Opening it reveals a 10lb Nitrous bottle in dry ice to be able to put 12lbs in it. Long story, longer, we're on the freeway hitting switches and just hauling ass. I'm very impressed! Bob gets off the freeway and says too much pressure in the bottle is causing "some" of the solenoids to stick and not open. There's MORE I'm thinking? Well, yes there was. After bleeding off some pressure, he's hitting the horn button nitrous (and steering) with 3 fingers and shifting through the gears and hauling some very serious ass. After that, I was leary on using the baseplate he'd plumbed for me

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Whadda ya fockin doin? He's got a silver cylinder like for pumping soda at a restaurant 1/2 full of gas that he's pressurizing in the event of fuel pump failure, or some shit like that.
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Ya know, that reminds me of something I tried for awhile. I had a tank inside the car that had avation gas in it. You couldn't really run av. gas in your tank to the races since it gives your exhaust a distintive odor and is like trying to get a race while having the bubonic plague. No-one will even come NEAR your car to race.

Anyway, I've got two ball valves and a "Tee" in the fuel line. I can turn one ball valve off which cuts the fuel from the regular gas tank, and turn the other ball valve open to run the av. gas to the rear fuel pump. The whole point was to be able to drive all over the valley on pump gas, but when you actually GET a race you flip the ball valves and your on av gas. Which of course allows you to use more nitrous without incurring severe pre-ignition & detonation, and without having to retard your spark so much.

Some personal info, I almost never think about the old days. But since replying to these threads all those dormant memories are slowly surfacing. Stuff I hadn't thought of or remembered for DECADES.
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Some personal info, I almost never think about the old days. But since replying to these threads all those dormant memories are slowly surfacing. Stuff I hadn't thought of or remembered for DECADES.
Now, is that a GOOD, or BAD thing?
Either way, you prolly now "get" why most of us still talk about those times
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It was 1964 and I was hanging out at a drive-in called " Mighty MO's" just outside Washington D.C..Lots of hot cars,mostly regulars.I looked over in the next isle and there was a 62 chev. 2dr.cheapo model and the owner was calling cars out to race.I know he left once and prolly ran someone and beat them and came right back.He'd pick a car that he thought would give him a good run and he'd rev his engine in front of them.He sat in the isle and got out and opened his hood and some people looked,it was a 409 built to the gills.I'm sitting in my 57 ford rag top with a 312 that after it sat for a while and started up would smoke like a sombitch.I wasn't opening my mouth,but a guy with a 64 ford fastback 390 went over and told the guy for money he'd meet him out on the highway were they had a quarter mile painted off on the road.They agreed on the money and everyone took off to the place and parked on both sides of the road and got out of our cars.We were all waiting with the 409 guy and then comes the ford sounding pretty healthy.They held up traffic and a flag man waved them on and when they took off the engines and the burning tires were so loud it was exciting as hell.The Ford kicked his ass and we went back to "Mighty Mo's" and the Ford came in but we never saw the 409.Later we found out that 2 brothers owned a gas station and they had Identical 64 Ford fastbacks except for one small detail the one they brought to the race had a 427 .
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I remember that Willy's pick up, old gasser style, painted black (old paint) some crazy roll cage in it that the driver always had to twist himself into, I remember one night on Saticoy & Woodman we lined up with my 64 Nova, I left on him and pulled 3 cars, then he drops back, I let off and beat him from a coast, he got the thing stuck in low gear, we set up for a rematch and when he was ready in about 2 weeks I had sold the Nova for a 69 SS Camaro cruiser.

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Well, I got a story. My husband and I lived in a small 2 bedroom rent house on the outskirts of town. Well every Friday and Saturday night it was grand central station at out house. We had everyone that was a street racer at our house. We even had trailer cars stop by the house on the way home from the drag strips out of town.

One night in perticular, there is a very well known street racer here with a BBC Monte Carlo on the gas, that the hubby had been trying to get a race with for quite a while. Hubby's truck is a 71 chopped chevy with 383 on the gas. so this guy shows up and Tray immediately approaches him. He says the only way he will race is if Tray runs his buddy first in this 350 Chevy Mustang, LOL so Tray say's line em up.
We knew what he had in mind, he wanted Tray to waste his bottle then run him. So Tray races the mustang and lets him win by about a car and a half or so. In the meantime this guy is running up to me yelling tell him to go to the light, tell him to go back to the light!!! Tray pulls up to the driveway and tells me, turn my bottle on with a smirk..........LOL
So the race is on, and Tray gets him by 1 car, and they both return to the driveway. He walks over to Tray and says I don't understand what happen, I beat that mustang all the time! He leaves just as confused as he was when he got beat............

Just recently Tray (the hubby) gets called out late one Saturday night that there is a trailer car wanting to run his 30 model truck (BBC) this truck has 273 gears, no posi,
no convertor and way toooo much motor. So, we go out in the back yard pop on slicks, uncap headers and go about 5 miles down the road to meet this guy.
He has a Mazda something??? with a stroked SBF on the gas. They both agree on a heads up race, the guy told us this car is a 10.50 car on the gas, but we are ready. Tray is feeling pretty confident seeing that the truck only weighs about 2,400#'s and if the truck ever bites he might be able to out mile per hour him on the big end.
So the race is on, Tray jumps him about 3 cars out of the gate (damn Jimmy's slicks worked good, didn't think she would bite) then the junky ass 700 R4 shifts at 4000rpm's into second, then the Mazda is next to Tray. He's turning about 6800 rpm's shifts to third gear and the damn thing won't shift!!!! Back out of the throttle, and there is that damn Mazda coming on around! He's got Tray by one fender when he get's back in it and goes to third. The Mazda wins by a car length, Tray grits his teeth but as he always does walks over and shakes the guys hand.
We go home and the very next day, the truck has started coming apart. It is now getting a turbo 350, 4000 convertor, triangulated 4 link, 9" ford with 411 posi.
Lookin for a piss yella deuce coupe!!!! LOL
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I posted this on the other page but wanted it here SORRY
I remember running some guy in a 69 chevy (i had a 67 fastback 390 4 speed)
On woodley and saticoy, And the firemen had chairs out we had about 6 races there and they all went in fast, then here came the cops. that night the mg with the sbc in broke the drive shaft again. i saw him line up about 6 time never got down the track
Oh and i won $30 bucks lol my one and only money race
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I remember that Willy's pick up, old gasser style, painted black (old paint) some crazy roll cage in it that the driver always had to twist himself into, I remember one night on Saticoy & Woodman we lined up with my 64 Nova, I left on him and pulled 3 cars, then he drops back, I let off and beat him from a coast, he got the thing stuck in low gear, we set up for a rematch and when he was ready in about 2 weeks I had sold the Nova for a 69 SS Camaro cruiser.

Good Times !!
I saw him recently at the Long Beach swap meet. He still has the Willys but now he has another one. Red with Coca Cola on the side. It's a radical piece, roller cammed bbc with like 15-1 compression. He drove it from Glendale. Told his wife to hang by the phone in case in broke.
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It is now getting a turbo 350, 4000 convertor, triangulated 4 link, 9" ford with 411 posi.
Lookin for a piss yella deuce coupe!!!! LOL

Big Block Mama:

Loved your stories. A female of the species interested in street racing! So rare - so cool.

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If I ever knew Boyd's last name, and I'm sure I did, it's been long forgotten after 30 years. That certainly sounds like him. Did you know him? Do you know what he's doing now?

There were other big dogs from central L.A. that used to occasionally come out to the SF Valley, Jr. from Lynwood, Mark Washington, Dirty Ronny, The Teacher, and hundreds more that I would probably remember if I heard their names but can't retrieve them from my data banks in my meat computer right now.

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boyd was a local legend with that vega...first time i met him was at scottys on whittier blvd. one of my friends had a 1965 chevelle with a 427 and 4 gear 4 or 5 of us pooled our money to race him for a couple hundred bucks. over the next year that money changed hands back and forth a few times.


legend has it that eventually the vega was so well known boyd couldnt get a race ,so he sold the body and put the motor in a 66-67 nova hard top.
at some point boyd moved into a house in my neighborhood and i would talk to him once in awhile. i left that neighborhood in the early 80s i havent seen or heard from him since. i do think he still has some of my money tho.
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One night, it's late and there aren't too many cars around. There's a '68 Mustang with a 390 so I ask if they want to race. We exchange info on each others cars (in other words lie) and the kid wants 3 cars. Off we go to Vanowen and Clybourn. Both cars are staged, the hands drop and we're off. First gear, the revs are climbing and I'm slowly catching the Mustang. Suddenly the engine dies, WTF , the Mustang is pulling, but I left it in gear and the engine restarts. Hit 2nd gear, the Mustang is now 5 cars ahead. Revs climb then the motor shuts off. Then it occurs to me, the rev limiter, it's set on 5000 rpm. I crank the pointer over to 8000 rpm and the engine restarts. Now the Mustang is 8 cars ahead. I shoulda kept the nitrous on the car. I hit 3rd gear and punch it. Now I'm freight training and making up distance fast. Slam 4th gear and go by the Mustang (sigh).

Head back to the start and the Mustang guys are pissed. "You've got nitrous!". I said no I don't. "Yes you do. You hit it in 3rd gear!!!". I laugh and explain that my rev limiter was set too low. I pop the hood and let them look.............
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Thought I'd chime in from a distant land far far away... Hawaii. When I was growing up in the 60's, I lived at home and my Dad said I couldn't have two cars so my '55 Chevy was my commuter, love wagon and race car. I was the reigning E/G & D/MP champ at the time and drove it to work everyday - with 5.12 gears! Good thing gas was cheap then @ $.50 a gallon for Chevron Custom Supreme (which I thought was expenseive). There used to be lots of street activity on weekends as any city would in the 60's. One event particularly sticks in my mind is: One night, the track was closed and people gathered in the industrial park where the track (Hawaii Raceway Park) was located and street racing started. There was this '58 I saw there that bugged me when I was on a date with my now ex-wife and I didn't want to run him with her in the car. So I called him out, ran and beat him. When I was returning to the starting line, I saw the crowd scatter which meant the cops had come to snuff us out. Being in a semi-developed industrial area, there were lots of unfamiliar streets so I took off down this street that looked good to me. In my mirror I saw a bunch of headlights following me which wasn't good (people weren't familiar with the area too so were following me - blind leading the blind). To make things worse, this was a dead end street so I had to turn around. When I did, I saw several cops had blocked off the entrance and knew I was screwed. Then one of the cops took his gun out and fired several shots in the air. I think at that point I had visions of the St. Valentines's Day Massacre... They were cool and I got off that evening, I don't remember why.

Another race was this '56 Chevy in my girlfriend's town. She was from a different town from me and guys don't like outsiders taking their girls. I was called out by this guy so we went to this desserted road in the pineapple fields. We lined up and nailed it and he missed a shift so we stopped and started again. This time I again jumped him on the line and was about a 1/2 to a car length ahead of him when I started to lose control - I had just installed a set of narrow front tires and the car reacted differently which I wasn't used to. Good thing I was in front and nothing came of it. I believe the road was a bit wet as this place rains alot. We decided to call it quits before someone got hurt. Now here's the kicker, this guy lost his right arm (in the bicep area) in a motorcycle accident and drives with his left. So you say, "what's the big deal?" This '56 has a 4 speed and he shifts with his left hand... Try that in a race!

Fun to relive the "good old days". Though I'm older and supposedly wiser, it's fun to look back at the good times of our youth. Someone said "it's amazing how much we get done when were're young and stupid."
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My buddy, who came from Hawaii, had a '32 3 window which he still owns to this day. He was running from the police. As he came around a curve, he lost sight of the police. He ran his car into a bunch of bushes on the side of the road, hiding the coupe. After the police drove by, he pulled out and went in the opposite direction. This took place in the early 60's.

With what paint jobs cost nowadays, can you imagine doing that now! The ticket would be cheaper.
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This thread is lame, so is Rich Rodges and soooooooooooo OT. Please close

You don't like this thread so it has to be closed? Here's an idea...if you don't like it, move on. Why is it that there are always guys like you wanting to dictate things to the rest of us?

Besides, how is this off-topic? This is a site for traditional rods and customs, and it cannot be disputed that street racing is a huge part of our heritage, period. You may not like that, but the facts are the facts.
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First time at the street races....I was about 16 I think. A buddy of mine had a 64 Lemans that had a snotty 455 in it. We used to race anything and everything in those days...we used to go to the local street races in the summer together. Cars would start to show up at the local Whitlock Auto Parts around midnight. Everyone was quiet in the lot. Just walking past cars, peering underneath etc...races started around 1am I'd say. The lot would be packed....125 cars in race trim. Tubbed Novas, wheelie bars on Chevelles, cars on trailers. It was awesome.

My favorite memory was a HOT summer night. Probably late July. Humid as hell. No breeze...just sweaty guys in a lot. Saw a nasty 409 in a 63 Impala line up against a 68 or 69 Nova. Both cars on slicks...both do a nice burnout. They line up. Flashlight lights up and they are off. There was so much rubber on the pavement from night after night of races. It was the first time in person I had ever seen someone hang the hoops on the street. My jaw must have hit the curb. That Nova just planted and went. Car didn't have a really mean idle or anything but man did it scoot.

The Imp was and is still owned by a really tall black guy that still builds 409s. He has a 55 Bel Air also today with a blown stroker 409.
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Loved your stories. A female of the species interested in street racing! So rare - so cool.

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Thanks BottleBob! We are very much enjoying your stories as well as everyone elses! I had posted a street racing story on here when I first joined and caught so much crap from it I was kind of nervous about posting any other stories until I saw this thread! Man you guys rock!
16 solenoids, holy crap how many stages is that?? LOL

Well, I have a small story of my own drag racing experience. The same night Tray raced the mazda, I had a race of my own. A friend of ours built a 37 dodge pickup with a 440, w/727 and they brought it over that night.
Well, I am in my 30 coupe and it only seems right to call him out. (This was my first race ever) My car has a 350sbc, turbo 350, one legger, but she is real real light. She ran a 12.97 at 106mph at the day of the drags in Temple. So Tray uncaps my headers and tells me to stand on it and don't look back! So I am shaking in my boots nervous as hell!! It is a heads up race from a roll. I hit the gas and start shifting gears, don't look back and never even saw his headlights! Man I blew his doors off, what an awesome feeling!! I got back and Tray was so happy that his "old lady" beat a dude!!! That had a 440 at that!! So we went on to the house to open a beer start a bomb fire and sit around and tell stories!!!

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Thanks BottleBob! We are very much enjoying your stories as well as everyone elses! I had posted a street racing story on here when I first joined and caught so much crap from it I was kind of nervous about posting any other stories until I saw this thread! Man you guys rock!
16 solenoids, holy crap how many stages is that?? LOL

So I am shaking in my boots nervous as hell!! It is a heads up race from a roll. I hit the gas and start shifting gears, don't look back and never even saw his headlights! Man I blew his doors off, what an awesome feeling!! I got back and Tray was so happy that his "old lady" beat a dude!!! That had a 440 at that!! So we went on to the house to open a beer start a bomb fire and sit around and tell stories!!!

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While I've had staged units in a lot of different cars, the Frankensqueeze unit was ALL or NOTHING. It would be probably be less then useless on a street tire'd car since if you didn't have a rev limiter it might spin the tires so quick you'd bend a valve/pushrod or throw a rod.

Great first race story, and a WIN at that! Maybe you should make a little decal with a picture of his car with one of those red circles with a line through it, and stick it on the side of your car. The start of hopefully a long list of your "kills". LOL

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Talk about a good laugh!! Now that was funny!! I don't think our friend would appreciate that too much!! He has since sold his 37 dodge, and is building a 52 chevrolet gasser. I will go after the gasser once he has it done!! I am waiting on my new sanderson drag headers to come in, and we do have a real real nasty aluminum headed small block sitting on the stand if I need to make a quick change!! LOL

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Talk about a good laugh!! Now that was funny!! I don't think our friend would appreciate that too much!! He has since sold his 37 dodge, and is building a 52 chevrolet gasser. I will go after the gasser once he has it done!! I am waiting on my new sanderson drag headers to come in, and we do have a real real nasty aluminum headed small block sitting on the stand if I need to make a quick change!! LOL

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Wow, my kinda of woman. Great story. During my street racing days, I had a short lived girlfriend but she liked to go to the street races. One day, I have my daily driver. Its a '75 Chevy Monza with a 350/350 from the factory. My buddy has an AMC Hornet and think both girls should race. They get out and line up. The Hornet jumps out but the Monza catches and passes the Hornet. Both girls come back soooo jazzed, my girlfriend is offering 5 cars to the Hornet. She wins again. That was what captured my heart. Unfortunately, we broke up a month later but I still think of her to this day.

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Wow, my kinda of woman. Great story. During my street racing days, I had a short lived girlfriend that broke my heart. Funny, when I met her, I couldn't stand her, but she liked to go to the street races. One day, I have my daily driver. Its a '75 Chevy Monza with a 350/350 from the factory. My buddy has an AMC Hornet and think both girls should race. They get out and line up. The Hornet jumps out but the Monza catches and passes the Hornet. Both girls come back soooo jazzed, my girlfriend is offering 5 cars to the Hornet. She wins again. That was what captured my heart. Unfortunately, we broke up a month later but I still think of her to this day.
Yea, Tray always tells me I am his perfect match because I love the hobby so much!! We are few and far between, it is kinda irritating sometimes though, because all girls want to do is shop, and I am always in the shop getting greasy or grinding on something!! haha If I know how to post pictures I would post some of me and Tray with the hotrods.

Our most current project is a 72 Nova, 454/350 ! We just bought all the new interior and have been working on it every day after work. I am sure we will be getting "called out" real soon once word hits the street! LOL
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Here's a cool shot I just found. This is Devoshire and Arleta. The Mustang's getting a "spot" (car lengths) from an off camera car. That's "Fat Ron" flagging the race, while "Mustang Bob" (my machinist of over 30 yrs) looks bored while sitting on the curb

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We street raced at the Cleveland tank plant [ now IX center] average race in the eighties was 20 dollars. We would hang down in the valley [ metropark] to drum up action. Back em in up on the grass with wax and rags, break out the frisbee's and wait. Never fails some punk would drive by shoot a rev, you simply flip em off, they stop to talk, its on.

The Tank Plant was used during WWll for war production, nothing but open 4-laner, non residential streched out for 1/2 mile. Also had several emergency exit options. Directly next to Hopkins airport so the jets would drown out even open header cars.

I often take my coupe there for solo runs these days, but do not street drag anymore. Can't afford to loose my CDL , drag racing fuckin 8 pointer nowdays.

My friend Dave Gentelli and Dennis Sunderman never got to legal drinking age were both killed street racing. My friend Joe Poletta { JIMS TRIM } Son Joe Jr just died last summer . He was a passenger in a street race age 15.

My Point ? I aint got one, just miss them.


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One of my rappies the 'Mad Greak' had a 402 bbc in a 67 firebird, 4-sp muncie, 456 gears. he was pulling 2nd gear when the shit hit the fan. his hand holding the shifter was almost sucked through the floor. grenaded the trans, spit the driveshaft. The mopar 2 cars behind him pulled up with pieces parts sitting on his hood , cracked windshield ! I will never forget the look on that guys face !

PS. there is nothing more traditional than street racing in my opinion. That is the very begining
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One of my rappies the 'Mad Greak' had a 402 bbc in a 67 firebird, 4-sp muncie, 456 gears. he was pulling 2nd gear when the shit hit the fan. his hand holding the shifter was almost sucked through the floor. grenaded the trans, spit the driveshaft.

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I've never heard the term "rappies" before. Perhaps it's a geographical thing, where's Green Acres?

Anyway, it's funny how just a few words can trigger memories that have lain dormant for decades.

I was to race this 66-67 Chevelle (the name Chuck comes to mind but I'm not sure that's it) that was running a tunnel ram and slicks (actually a barely streetable car) against my brown Vette on street tires. I was getting car lengths, I don't recall the exact number now, probably 4 or 5. We're doing this on the Simi freeway. I do some small tire cleaning burnouts and wait while he's doing water burnouts - repeatedly laying down rubber - the whole 9 yards.

Starter points to me, then to him, up down and we're off. I'm about 3/4 of the way through low gear and he's already at my door handle and movin' fast. I'm thinking Uh oh, this can't be a good sign. So I do what I NEVER do, and that's hit the juice at the top of low gear and power shift with the button on as a sort of last resort measure to try to keep him from putting too many cars on me. Oh boy, THAT DEDCISION was less than intelligent as it shreds the ring and pinion and I coast to the side of the road with sounds coming from my drivetrain like bowling balls turning in an empty cement mixer - MY portion of the race is OVER!

The next day I take it to a friends house to put another rear end in. Rick Uyeda (GassersGarage) was kind enough to give me a hand. Thanks Rick, if I was so focused at the time to have forgotten to thank you. But the crummy part WAS, that after we replaced the rear end we found out that the M21 trans was toast as well. So I went and dug up another trans and we put that in as well. God, the HOURS and DAYS of work to just have a few seconds of excitement!
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Hey Bob, I remember working on the vette and the disappointment in finding the trans toast. I liked working on other peoples cars because it meant my was running .

There was a race where the Brannan Boys brought out an old Plymonth/Dodge Super Stocker on a trailer. They asked if you wanted to race so you went into your car negotiating mode. They look at you with a quizical look and say' "But we want cars?" It was some ridiculous amount but you did it....It was on the Simi Freeway.
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The first time I saw Bottle Bob.

My first night at the street racings, early 70's. There's a primered '68-69 vette that is flat towed in. No hood, big block chevy, 4 speed and slicks. They had come from Irwindale. Word spreads there's a race coming down. I hop in my '55 Chevy and follow everyone. We park at a gas station, which is open all night. The primered vette drives in and parks next to Bob's brown vette. Whispers are spreading through the crowd that the brown vette is on the bottle. It was relatively new then and everyone talked that it wasn't much good and work blow your motor. The guys with the primered vette are talking that with slicks, they'll get so far out, Bob will never catch them.

I see Bob, he's older than me. Glasses, pony tail, striped polo shirt and cords. Look in his car. School books piled on the seat. Whats this guy doing street racing.... Primered vette looks like a race car. The brown vette with the vinyl roof looks like a daily driver.

The cars line up, heads up. The hands drop, the primered vette hooks and takes the lead by a couple of cars. in first gear. The brown vette is in chase mode. It's dark, tail lights dwindling, can't see the finish.

Both vettes come back when word spreads, Bottle Bob won..........
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BottleBob ,Green Acres is in Northeast Ohio near Cleveland. Groucho is your Rappie [ yes its geo ] You would enjoy reading .......NE Ohio HAMBERS some really good street racing stories there. Amazing how different our cultures are from left to right. But the racing is the same. My favorite place to vacation is California. I am in Palo Alto every Oct.
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It was a HOT June evening back in 1960. I had gotten my hands on my mothers 1959 Plymouth Sport Fury and I was crusing down our local 2 lane. There was almost no traffic as I came up to the stop light that we all considered the Start line of our local UN sanctioned drag strip. As I stopper a 1958 Chevy Impalla 2 dr with 348 flags on the hood, over the big V pulls up on my right. As soon as the guy stopped he jumps out and starts unscrewing caps off home made dump tubes that he had in his front wheel wells. Well when I saw this I held the brake and lit the tires up. The guy jumps in and he starts burning his tires. Now not to be out done I hold the break hard and REALLY light them up. I had tire smoke all through the intersection and even inside my car. During this tire burning FORPLAY, the light had actually turned green and red again. Plus there were cars behind us, but what the heck we had a race to run, and besides they had front row seats for what was going to be the main event of the evening. So we both brough it down and I even had to back up a bit and re set my front end on the cross walk. Then I held the break and brought the rear end up just a bit so as not to spin the tires, and , THIS WAS IT when all of a sudded out of my left eye I spotted a convertible across the intersection, that was putting the top down and the driver was standing up in the front seat and waving his arms. If an instant, I thought " who is this nut and doesn't he know we will be going with the light and not his arm waving" THEN I SAW IT. Right behind this guy there was a State Trooper in the crusier. Needless to say we both took off slowly. I pulled ahead of the 58 CVhevy, partly (because I was a dick head) but mostly because the 58 Chevy was now running open headers and he wanted to keep the noise down. As I pulled in front of the 58 I looke in my mirror and I could see the Trooper heading for the U TURN that was about 1/10 of a mile up. For a second I though about making a run for it, and making a U TURN myself and going back the other way or trying to pull off and hide behind one of the buildings on our right side. BUT before I could make up my mind, the Trooper was right behind the 58, and he had the lights and sireene going. We pulled over and as I lowered the window the Trooper was right beside me and sreaming for PAPERS. I handed him the papers and on his way back to the crusier he took the papers from the guy in the 58 Chevy. After a sec I got out and as I made Eye contact with the driver of the 58 I raised my right hand and made a twisting motion. The guy got out and flipped me one of the twist caps. I crossed to the right side of his Chevy and twisted on the right side dump tube cap, as he put on the drivers side dump tube cap. We met at the rear fender of the Fury and just stood there looking at the passing cars. As the cars went by I saw a couple of old ladies, a family with a couple of small kids and a car with two old people, ( probably younger then I am today) with two GOOD LOOKING chicks in the back seat that gave us both that special HOT smile. Hey this isn;t so bad after all I thought, Then the Trooper gets out and as he comes up he tells the guy from the Chevy to start it up and rev it up. The ting is actually quiet now. The Trooper looks in the wheel well, and then tells me to start up the Fury. The Sport Fury is actually QUITE LOUD ! and has a real gas eating heavy rumble. This thing had come with 4 mufflers but I had taken off the two rear ones, which were called resinators back then. This Fury also had a 361 with duel quards and a 72 torqueflight tranny. Well the the Trooper tells me to open the hood, and as I did the guy from the 58 Chevy comes up and stands beside me and the Trooper as we all look in. The Trooper gave the thing a good look over and the just looked at me and shook his head. He then handed us back our papers and told us both to get the HELL out of his territory. He went on to say that if we had to race we should go up where they were building the new highway. As we walked back to the side of the cars the Trooper asked me " Who was the guy in the Convertible" I looked at him and said " I don't know but that sure was a stupid place to be putting down a top". I pulled open my door and jumped in. As I was digging for the keys I heard the Trooper ask that driver of the 58 Chevy " do you really think you could have won that" Then I took off. Later that evening I was in MY 1949 Ford 2dr sedan, which was a tub ( I wish I still had it). It was lowered down in the rear, had no grill, ( hadn't found a pontiac oval yet ) and it was in grey primer and had Buick hub caps, when I pulled into the local burger drive in restaurant. I spotted the 58 Chevy and went over. I asked the guy if I had put the dump tube cap on OK, He looked at me a we both laughed. I then asked him how he had answered the Trooper when he was asked if he thought he could win that. The guy then told me that he had said " WIN WHAT OFFICER" and then the entire parknig lot all laughed. " Back in the 1950:s you Did NOt Call a State Trooper anything other then SIR or TROOPER.
Well, " Win What OFFICER" became the phrase of the summer. I never did get a chance to race the 58, that summer, THINGS JUST GOT IT THE WAY. I would have liked to have raced the 58 Chevy and then had the winner race the Trooper. The Trooper was in a 1957 Ford 2 dr sedan. I never did get a look under his hood that evening, nor since. Does anyone know what State Troopers were running back in thoes 1957 Fords? AND Who do you think would have won?
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The first time I saw Bottle Bob.

I see Bob, he's older than me. Glasses, pony tail, striped polo shirt and cords. Look in his car. School books piled on the seat. Whats this guy doing street racing....
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In that time period the brown Vette was my ONLY transportation. The books were there because I had just come from night class at Valley College where I was taking engineering courses relevant to my Tool & Die apprenticeship.

In the early years I tried to be as low profile as I could since it tended to get me more races. I'd sneak off and race with minimal looky-loos and then come back to the lot to try and get another race.

I wasn't always called BottleBob, that didn't start till years later. I used to cringe when people started calling me that since I KNEW such an appellation could only hurt my chances of getting races I could win. So I tried to do damage control, that usually wasn't all that successful. But after awhile I learned to live with it since it seemed to have stuck like stink on whatever.

I also didn't like lying to direct questions, so tended to engage in misdirection and evasion. For instance, I had a bumper sticker on the Vette that said: "The Bottle Is - For Babies", so if during the course of race negotiations someone asked me if I were 'on the bottle', I'd take them over to the car and show them the bumper sticker, and ask them: "If I were on the bottle, would I have a bumper sticker like THAT on my car?" Not really lying or stating that I don't have a bottle, but sort of like a leading of the witness kind of tactic.

For a time I used to keep a piston in the car that had the impression of a screw embedded in the dome, obviously from a screw getting into the combustion chamber and rattling around.
So when someone wanted to see the engine, I'd say: "I don't run an air cleaner (true enough) - let me show you what can happen if I open the hood and somebody puts junk down my carburetor when I'm not looking." And I'd drag out the 'ol piston and show them.
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Love these stories from ca. Bob Someday i will have to write down the stuff that was going on in Jersey at the same time.
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Love these stories from ca. Bob Someday i will have to write down the stuff that was going on in Jersey at the same time.
Yes, YES, YES !!!!
There is no time like the present to start writing that book, talk to guys like Roger Jetter or C9 about getting published!!
DO IT, this is our history and it needs to be recorded!

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Yes, YES, YES !!!!
There is no time like the present to start writing that book, talk to guys like Roger Jetter or C9 about getting published!!
DO IT, this is our history and it needs to be recorded!

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No worries, C9 was published here in Oz by Graffiti Publishing, the guys that do the mag, 'Australian Street Rodding' maybe they would be interested?
http://www.graffitipub.com.au/
Im not sure who published Roger, check his site out,
http://rajetter.com/author-car-guy/
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Absolutely write them, that's what this thread is all about.

Here's a short race story. This takes place on a Wednesday cruise night. Usually, Wednesday nights weren't real productive for getting street races since the hard-core racers came out on Saturday nights.

This is from my early days of racing, and up to this time I'm not really known since my brown Vette hasn't raced any of the Big Dogs, so no-one has any idea how quick, or not so quick, my car might be. But race negotiations have been progressing with Kelly and his 66-67 Tunnel ram Chevelle on slicks. IIRC, I'm to get like 5 or 6 cars. Kelly's car is one of the "Known Racers" where people know he's fast.

So we go to Plummer and the VA hospital (the VA hospital is on one side of the street and houses on the other. Kelly is in the middle of a mob scene - pit crew all over airing down his tires, pouring water/bleach down helping him do water burnouts, laying rubber down like a dog marking his territory. It looks like a Chinese fire drill back there, or one of those Charlie Chaplan silent movies. I do a couple little burnouts to try and get the bigger "marbles" and chunks of rubber off my start path.

We line up, Kelly's way behind me. Starter goes through the start procedure and we're off. I'm not even out of first gear and Kelly is at my door already. I'm thinking - Jeeze, if I survive THIS race I SWEAR I'm not going to race cars with slicks ANYMORE! I hit second and juice it and I pull up beside the Chevelle, then go on by. Hit third and the car's running good but I can't see Kelly, my rearview mirror has been bumped and I can't see behind me very well. I'm figuring that Kelly is right there at my rear bumper in my blind spot, so I'm hard on it thinking that tunnel-ram of his is going to 'freight-train" right by me on the big end, so I'm pushing the gas pedal through the floor boards. Finish line car coming up fast and I stay on it since Kelly must be RIGHT THERE. I pass the finish-line car and I've won! I let off and wait for Kelly to FLY by. But he doesn't. I look around and he's nowhere to be seen. THEN, I see him like 10-12 cars back. And I'm wondering if he broke something.

We go back to the start, and I'm thinking we'll have to do it over again as Kelly must have missed a gear and got out of it. But he comes up an pays me, I'm shocked!. Everybody starts talking at once. It seems they ALL heard Kelly's car make all his gears and that he was on it all the way, but I just won by like 12 cars or so. I'm thinking OH MAN, I've blown it now. I had no IDEA I was so far ahead or I would have done some SERIOUS sandbagging. Some people come by and say things to the effect of hey your Vette's pretty damn quick. I inwardly groan, thinking my racing days are OVER, since I'll never get another race I can win. I go home bummed to the max, and wishing I had never raced Kelly.
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Write them HERE, NOW. You sound like Got'Cha, merely promising to write, but not writing
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I'd sometimes race a race that I couldn't win, just for the sake of racing in the event no-one else would make me a fairer race. One night, I'm racing Sammy's 56 Chevy. I car I didn't think I could beat. But , it's late, and I don't wanna wait another 7 days for the street races again. They were every Saturday. After a while it was 2-3 times a week. THAT killed racing, as no-one was "hungry". People thought if they didn't race Thurs, they'd race Saturday, or Sunday. So it just became a fucking social event. Anyway, it's my "move". Heads up start, but I get to leave when I want, and Sammy chases. I tell my friend, if I have any prayer of winning, I need the best possible advantage on getting the "move", so line Sammy up 1st, then when you line me up, JUMP out of the way, 'cause I'm leaving immediately. My friend jumps, as I'm already moving, I clip one of his feet with my bumper, and he almost lost his balance and fell. I won by a fender. The same fender that my advantage was from the very start. I needed that "move" as much or more than I thought
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Someone need to do a good street racing movie about this stuff. At least a documentary.
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Someone need to do a good street racing movie about this stuff. At least a documentary.
Me and my friends talk about it all the time. Seems that since we've lived it, we know how exciting it was. But, the average person that spends money at the theatre would rather see shit movies like Fast and Furious, where a drag race takes 15 minutes, the driver shifts 12 times, and has time to lean over to the passenger seat and adjust his lap-top. God those movies suck a D*CK. I've had several people from T.V. or movies approach me at our local cruise spot to participate in some car crap. I always decline. When they ask why, I tell them you always fuck it up somehow. One night, the local news did a piece at our Bob's in Toluca lake, where several interesting cars show up. They must've showed some Pinto 85% of the time their piece aired.
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I'd street raced an Anglia years ago. I won 3 races one night at Glenoaks & Peoria. I set all 3 opponents out a bunch of cars. Afterwards, this guy says, you think you're bad shit with that car? I got a race for you, and you'd better race it. Next week he brings out a 69(?) Chevelle race car. Glass nose, gutted, big block, slicks.........A fucking race car. All I got's this little old, near stock Anglia. He asks how many cars I'm giving him. I said, you called me out, I ain't giving you shit. He's uncorked, doing burnout ,after burnout. I'm thinking, calm down here Kenny Bernstein. I'm really expecting a race here, so I'm not gonna chance sandbagging. Too bad for me. I killed that Chevelle so bad, racing for me was near nil for a while after that. Here's the Anglia. Guess who the little blond is 25 yrs ago??? Pro Stock Bike rider Karen Stoffer


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Another story about the Anglia above. I sell it to my buddy Al Moraldi. He brings it to the street races and a friend of mine picks on Al in front of a crowd of people to race his acid dipped, LS-7 powered 69 Nova with 14W's under the back of it. Al comes up to me and says Jeff's picking on him. I tell him to tell Jeff heads up anywhere for any amount. Al turns to tell Jeff, then turns back around and says, Jeff's your buddy and you're setting me up to lose. I tell Al, it's my old car, and don't wanna see it lose. Al says, yeah, turns to approach Jeff, turns back to me instead, and says, but you're better friends with Jeff. I say, GODAMMIT Al I'll put up all the fucking money, no matter how much. Al smiles, hugs me, looks me in the eyes, and says, you rock dude. The race is set up for the next night. The carbs fuck up on the Nova and Al patiently waits. The Nova's now fixed and the Anglia has a dead battery. Jeff's unhappy with Al. I tell Jeff, he waited for you. Anyway, I'm calling the finish and the Anglia's ahead by 15 cars! Since I was splitting the purse with Al, he comes over to me and says, you'd better go collect our money because Jeff's gonna be plenty pissed. Another big hug from Al, and I go collect. The pic below is Super Chevy at OCIR early 80's. Al's gonna chase down Tony Noto's ex SS car.


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I wasn't always called BottleBob, that didn't start till years later. I used to cringe when people started calling me that since I KNEW such an appellation could only hurt my chances of getting races I could win. So I tried to do damage control, that usually wasn't all that successful. But after awhile I learned to live with it since it seemed to have stuck like stink on whatever.

The early days, it was "The Old Man" or "Pony Tail".

I finally got up the nerve to race Bob on Wentworth. He's spotting me 8 cars with my '55 Chevy. 327, 4 speed and 4:56's. First, second and third gear, I can see Bob in my rear view mirror so I short shift to 4th. Looking for the finish line, the brown vette blazes by me. I'd been had......
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The early days, it was "The Old Man" or "Pony Tail".

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"Ponytail"-Oh shit, I'd forgot about that. Hey Rick. Bob was just over here last Friday. Looks the same. Just a lab-coat away from looking like a Mad Professor (sorry Bob)
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Hey Steve 'Tark' Just thought you would like to see some pictures.these pictures of Tarkus were from the 1990s to present
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Me and my friends talk about it all the time. Seems that since we've lived it, we know how exciting it was. But, the average person that spends money at the theatre would rather see shit movies like Fast and Furious, where a drag race takes 15 minutes, the driver shifts 12 times, and has time to lean over to the passenger seat and adjust his lap-top. God those movies suck a D*CK. I've had several people from T.V. or movies approach me at our local cruise spot to participate in some car crap. I always decline. When they ask why, I tell them you always fuck it up somehow. One night, the local news did a piece at our Bob's in Toluca lake, where several interesting cars show up. They must've showed some Pinto 85% of the time their piece aired.

They usually fuck it up. Thats why a documentary would be better - and get it done by a car guy.

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Street racer named Monk had a Gremlin with a 304. Bone stock except for a degreed cam, re-jetted carb, dual exhaust and the rear carrier shimmed so it would hook posi. Low 13 second car.
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The early days, it was "The Old Man" or "Pony Tail".

I finally got up the nerve to race Bob on Wentworth. He's spotting me 8 cars with my '55 Chevy. 327, 4 speed and 4:56's. First, second and third gear, I can see Bob in my rear view mirror so I short shift to 4th. Looking for the finish line, the brown vette blazes by me. I'd been had......
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No, I don't think you'd been "had". Sandbagging from BEHIND was not a strategy I favored, or had much faith in. Your '55 was just too much car for me to catch except at the very end. If you hadn't short shifted you might have won. That reminds me another race.

There were three street racing brothers from Tujunga that all had bad attitudes - bullies, cheaters, loud and obnoxious - you know the type. The kind you LOVE to beat, and HATE to lose to.

So I've got my '72 Trans-Am out, but I had just put a quickie unit on it. It so quick an installation that the braided steel line is running outside the front part of the passenger window and into the engine compartment through the corner of hood and cowling. I've wrapped the line with electrical tape so it's not real visible from a distance, but it's obviously a hurried installation.

So with race negotiations that entailed much yelling, ridicule, finger pointing, derogatory remarks - most all on the Tujunga boys side, I get a race with the middle brother in a Dart or Duster (I don't recall now which). Always waaay too much drama with the Larsons.

We go to Woodman & Saticoy. I'm getting some cars, since even with their attitudes these guys have to respected for building fast stuff. If I remember correctly the race is from a roll with my go - I can't believe I'd ever trust any of them to be behind me an NOT jump the start with a starter. Anyway, the start is not imported to this story.

We take off and I punch the motor in low, and I can see his car is already making up cars, I shift to second, and he's made up more ground. I hit the little unit I've put on the car and his progress slows down but he's STILL coming. I'm thinking Cripes I'm gonna hate losing to these guys - but that's what seems to be in the cards. THEN, all of a sudden my front end drops and the TA is no longer pulling hard. I'm confused, what the hell happened, THEN the car starts pulling hard again for a second, THEN stops pulling. Whats happening is the bottle is low on juice and had turned slightly before the race, with the siphen tube not pointing to the rear like it's supposed to. Which means, when the car accelerates hard it uncovers the the siphon tube and pushes nitrous VAPOR into the line instead of nitrous LIQUID, then when the hard acceleration drops the siphon tube gets covered in liquid nitrous and the car pulls hard again. Anyway, what the spectators see is the car lifting the front end and pulling hard then dropping like I'm getting out of - then hitting it again.

As far as the race goes, I figure I'm as good as two week old roadkill crawling with maggots now, since if I couldn't hold the Larson boy off with my car running perfect, I certainly have about ZERO chance of holding him off with this intermittent squeeze problem. But I stay in it for awhile longer and - SURPRISE! SURPRISE! He's dropping back, not due to me out accelerating him, he's just shut off and is slowing down, and turning around. I finish the pass on the motor to make it official and go back to the start point. I look at the person holding the money and he looks at the Larsons and they shake their heads yes - but they're NOT happy campers. So the holder gives me the money - GOT to have an independent holder of money when dealing with THESE guys.

So I go up and ask what happened, why did you get out of it? He/they grumble: "You know why." You were just playing with us, and you'll get yours. I start to laugh, and explain that I wasn't playing with them, but that there was something wrong with my car and that he would have won if he had stayed in it. If they were pissed before, they're pissed CUBED now. They want to run again. I say I can't do that until I fix the problem. These guy are staring daggers at me. I don't want to laugh anymore, these guys are on the edge would probably dismember me - but I'm feeling pretty damn good about the whole situation.

One final non related comment here. I'm moving about 5 miles away in a few weeks and I have a TON of packing to do - but this board is so addicting that I'm putting off the stuff I SHOULD be doing. Maybe I should pack THIS computer up FIRST so I can get some WORK done. So I may be offline for a few weeks.
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"Ponytail"-Oh shit, I'd forgot about that. Hey Rick. Bob was just over here last Friday. Looks the same. Just a lab-coat away from looking like a Mad Professor (sorry Bob)
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Heh, if you thought that was bad, you should see me when I first get up in the morning and my hair is all frizzy and standing straight up.

Street racer accessorizing:

The homemade tire durometer has already been mentioned, also the wheel for marking off feet & quarter mile distances - (Oh BTW, I used that wheel for marking off carlengths at certain race spots and used some spray paint to mark the curb 5 cars out and 5 in). I also mentioned the hand held Christmas tree starting light. Now for some other things.

At one point I got ahold of an old radar gun that the police use for checking speed. I used to go to the finish on races where I wanted to know how quick a car was that I might race. I'd radar them from inside my car when they were racing. The mph doesn't tell you their ET, but it was data that you can made inferences from.

Then there were the night vision goggles I scored, like the army uses, that would would illuminate the darkness to help see what was going on.

I bought a couple of cheap digital stop watch timers. I'd practice with another person across a dark room where he would turn on a flashlight at the exact same moment he'd click on his stopwatch. I'd turn on my stopwatch at the exact instant I saw the light go on. The we'd compare the timers to see just how much to allow for my particular reaction time. You've got to do a lot of practicing to get know what your reaction time is in different situations. When you're at a race spot in the night you click on your timer as soon as you see the headlights lift. But you have to make a slight allowance for that as well since the car has already started moving forward BEFORE the body lifts. This process takes a lot of practice to become proficient and some deduction for the physics involved as everyone's reaction time with be a little different. You should practice on a car that you KNOW how quick it really is to dial in you correction factor.

Another toy I got was a pocket bike. Probably a 40lb motorcycle that was real short and low to the ground. It would fit in the back of my '82 Camaro, or most car's trunks. Rather than walking up and down the quarter where people were all spread out watching the races, I'd use the Dandy Bike to put-put up and down the length of the quarter asking various people for races. I also had some battery powered "head lights" that would fit on your head like glasses so cars and people would see me coming and not back up over me. Pretty neat at the time.

I'll honestly say that I really didn't use the radar gun too much or the timer thing since I felt is was kind of like cheating, but for a while is was a novelty - and I was always up for trying something new and different.
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Great thread! Thanks for all the stories.

BTW, This was a regular "sport" for me back in the early 1990s on Sunday nights. I didn't drive anything exciting, just a 14 sec Brown '70 Nova. No money runs for me. Sure was fun showing up the rich kids in their new 5.0 Mustangs though!

Bob... my buddy had a big block '70 vette w/ a 454. That thing would dominate, and beat cars that should have been much faster. Vette IRS seemed to work great for hooking on the street.
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i got my license on a wensday in 75'. friday nite we were at the street races on matilda in sunnyvale.Id been a regular for a couple years with a freind who was stuyding to be a cop,but had a cougar that was pretty healthy. I had a 52 chevy pu. the cops came & everyone scatered "then came back" we ended up on a frontege road to 237 and spotted about 7 cars & people standing around
in the middle of a big parking lot.
I told the guy with me,there proubly just partying waiting for the cops to leave
so i turn in the lot.the sprinklers are on & the parking lot is all wet.so we nail the gas & start around the light poles,sideways one way & then the other.
I was half right!! it was 4 cars partying & 3 undercover cars busting them!!
when two little 16 year old idiots drive in & start doing donuts around them.
one of them shot across the parking lot & lit me up. the beer that i threw out landed right at his door as he got out.
he took my license,looked at it & kept saying "2 DAYS U BEEN DRIVING 2 DAYS !!! " he told us see those guys,there going to jail !! I thought shit were going to be handcuffed to them.not to mentioned my dads really gonna be pissed off.
after throwing out the rest of our beer & scaring the shit out of us,He let me go.no ticket or nothing
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Street racer named Monk had a Gremlin with a 304. Bone stock except for a degreed cam, re-jetted carb, dual exhaust and the rear carrier shimmed so it would hook posi. Low 13 second car.
funny thing Hamber Coldwar shims all his 9" fords that way. The one in my 30 is shimmed for posi. { the pro's ? } claim it will cause too much heat and fail ? ? ? How could it bathed in lube like it is ? ? We never had a failure yet. didn't know anybody else was hip to that trick ! ! ! we call it the "Berea Locker" Ha Ha
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Heh, if you thought that was bad, you should see me when I first get up in the morning and my hair is all frizzy and standing straight up.

Street racer accessorizing:

The homemade tire durometer has already been mentioned, also the wheel for marking off feet & quarter mile distances - (Oh BTW, I used that wheel for marking off carlengths at certain race spots and used some spray paint to mark the curb 5 cars out and 5 in). I also mentioned the hand held Christmas tree starting light. Now for some other things.

At one point I got ahold of an old radar gun that the police use for checking speed. I used to go to the finish on races where I wanted to know how quick a car was that I might race. I'd radar them from inside my car when they were racing. The mph doesn't tell you their ET, but it was data that you can made inferences from.

Then there were the night vision goggles I scored, like the army uses, that would would illuminate the darkness to help see what was going on.

I bought a couple of cheap digital stop watch timers. I'd practice with another person across a dark room where he would turn on a flashlight at the exact same moment he'd click on his stopwatch. I'd turn on my stopwatch at the exact instant I saw the light go on. The we'd compare the timers to see just how much to allow for my particular reaction time. You've got to do a lot of practicing to get know what your reaction time is in different situations. When you're at a race spot in the night you click on your timer as soon as you see the headlights lift. But you have to make a slight allowance for that as well since the car has already started moving forward BEFORE the body lifts. This process takes a lot of practice to become proficient and some deduction for the physics involved as everyone's reaction time with be a little different. You should practice on a car that you KNOW how quick it really is to dial in you correction factor.

Another toy I got was a pocket bike. Probably a 40lb motorcycle that was real short and low to the ground. It would fit in the back of my '82 Camaro, or most car's trunks. Rather than walking up and down the quarter where people were all spread out watching the races, I'd use the Dandy Bike to put-put up and down the length of the quarter asking various people for races. I also had some battery powered "head lights" that would fit on your head like glasses so cars and people would see me coming and not back up over me. Pretty neat at the time.

I'll honestly say that I really didn't use the radar gun too much or the timer thing since I felt is was kind of like cheating, but for a while is was a novelty - and I was always up for trying something new and different.
Ah yes, the Pedometer I think you called it. I remember Jim G "stop watching" my red Camaro from the passenger seat @ Lumber City on an off night. What ever happend to the G-Meter? I'd sure like to have that
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Ah yes, the Pedometer I think you called it. I remember Jim G "stop watching" my red Camaro from the passenger seat @ Lumber City on an off night. What ever happend to the G-Meter? I'd sure like to have that
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You mean the G-Tech?

http://www.gtechpro.com/ss.html

Man, I wish they had made those things back in the day, a great tuning aid. Seat of the pants tuning is usually only good for discerning a difference of between 20-30 HP - depending on butt sensitivity (really inner ear sensitivity).

It got "lost" during one of my car washes. I talked to the manager of the car wash and they searched all though my car for it, and then gave me a bunch of free car washes. But my G-Tech is history.
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Henry. known him for years but never asked his last name. Haven't seen him in 2 years though. Gotta be like 68 now.
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Another toy I got was a pocket bike. Probably a 40lb motorcycle that was real short and low to the ground. It would fit in the back of my '82 Camaro, or most car's trunks. Rather than walking up and down the quarter where people were all spread out watching the races, I'd use the Dandy Bike to put-put up and down the length of the quarter asking various people for races. I also had some battery powered "head lights" that would fit on your head like glasses so cars and people would see me coming and not back up over me. Pretty neat at the time.
Ha, you came over the house and let my father ride that thing. He got going too fast and crashed, but he loved it. He would always ask how you were doing.
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Ha, you came over the house and let my father ride that thing. He got going too fast and crashed, but he loved it. He would always ask how you were doing.
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Yeah, that pocket bike was a very skittish thing. I was having Jim G time me in a car just to see how fast that thing was (It was slow I know, but I was curious anyway). So we're doing this out in front of House of Corvettes on Sepulveda Blvd., I'm screaming at max RPM (somewhere around 15-20 MPH), I turn my head to look at Jim to signal him to check his speedometer, then turn back to look forward and realize I'M NO LONGER ON THE BIKE. The bike is stuffed under the rear wheel of a parked car and I'm in the the initial stages of coming in for a three point landing (forehead, arm, leg) on the asphalt. MAJOR road rash on my forehead and nose for a 15 mph landing. The bike's not hurt at all. That little thing could really take a beating and keep on ticking. Can't say the same for ME - it took three weeks for me to heal!

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This has to be one of my favorite threads in a long time.

Thanks for telling the storys guys. Dont stop, keep it coming!!!

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This has to be one of my favorite threads in a long time.

Thanks for telling the storys guys. Dont stop, keep it coming!!!
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Well let's hear some stories from more than the same 5 people. I think everyone's got a few good stories in them. And don't worry, if *I* haven't been banned yet, any long time regular isn't likely to be either.

Ok, here's another one concerning the Larson's. So the oldest brother (and most obnoxious) has this full sized Mopar with a 440, 426, Hemi. or whatever, I don't remember which, but it's not really a street car - stripped, slicks, uncorked, and it's on a trailer. Nothing else looks promising in the lot, so I wander over and see how many cars I can get from this beast (the car not the guy - but come to think of it, the guy too).

I've got the brown Vette out, and I ask for 20 and the go, or something like that and am deluged with laughter and derision. No biggie, if you haven't got a Turtle Wax Hard Shell Finish, street racing's probably not your gig. Anyway they didn't tell me to go away so there may be SOME kind of action here, we go back and forth with the negotiations and it's finally decided that I'll get 10 cars with a starter. I tell them I've got to take my sidepipes off or I won't even be able to hear my own car to shift, they don't like that so much but what's fair is fair and they finally agree. We decide to do it at San Fernando Rd. and Roxford as there are no houses around and no-one to call the cops due to all the noise we'll be making with both of us being uncorked.

So we're at the race spot and we mark off the ten cars back with someone's car, then I undo the hood pins that hold my side pipes on and pull them off while they're unloading their car off the trailer. They air down the tires and go through the whole burnout ritual. I watch the car leave a few time and it's a HARD LEAVING car. I'm thinking I shouldn't have let them talk me down below 15 cars. Oh well, the damage is done.

I do a couple of street tire cleaning leaves and line up at the start. The Larson's are still back there playing around. Ok, they're lining up at their mark. The starter points to me, points to them, starts to raise his hands up - and already I hear Larson's engine rev. The starter is supposed to watch for any jump starts but in the heat of the moment he just brings his hands down quick. So what this comes out to, is I'm getting ten cars but I'm giving Larson the go. Not the best of situations for me. But it is what it is - so what the hell.

I leave, shift to second and that damn Mopar has caught up and and gone by me by a couple of cars at probably 20 mph faster than I'm going. Larson then gets out of it - I don't know it's for sandbagging purposes or he's just had a pang of guilt for jumping the start (Naaww THAT doesn't compute - not with those guys). Just as he had gotten out of it I'm hooked up in second and hit the juice and start to pull hard. I catch Larson and go by, since he's essentially coasting. He then gets back in it but has lost the momentum and I'm now the one controlling the race. I go through the nest couple of gears and pass the finish line, he never was able to make up the distance. I turn around first and start to go back and here comes Larson banzaing and thrashing his car. I can just IMAGINE how pissed he is. He had the race WON and he let it slip through his fingers. And I'm LOVING every minute of it. LOL

We get back to the start and I put on my sidepipes. There is nothing he can really say since the whole group saw him jump the start - and virtually everyone felt he got what he deserved (everyone but his brothers I guess) He of course wants to do the race again double or nothing. I think I said something to the effect that I have to adjust one of my valves since I hear it ticking. He's pissed, at himself for getting out of it, at me for winning, at the world in genearal, etc. God I loved those kinds of races.
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One night, I get a race with a '70 Road Runner. He wants 3 car so we go to the VA Hospital. Only problem was, I didn't advertise my races. Usually somone who knows me will follow. Guess no one saw me, so it's just me, the owner of the Road Runner and his passenger. We end up flagging down some car and ask if the would drive a 1/4 mile down, park on the other side of the street with their parking lights on.

Me in my '65 Chevelle with a 396 and 4 speed and the Road Runner with a 440 and auto line em up. I'm on slicks so when the hands drop, I go by him in 1st gear. I get him by 3 cars, collect my money and head back to the B of A. I get a few blocks away and the motor starts knocking. Well, I guess the night is over for me. I head for home.

My buddy is the head mechanic at the House of Corvettes so I have the car towed to the shop. They pull the motor and drop the crank. My buddy never believed it was a lo-po 396 because I beat his 435 hp Vette, but there it is. Cast crank with cast flat top pistons. They find a steel crank and button up the motor. What a "dog" it becomes......

With the freshened motor, I get a race with a '67 Camaro, same VA Hospital. We take off and we're neck and neck. But a friend who was marking the finish "claims" it was too close to call. He pulls me aside and saids, "Quite screwing around". I tell him I'm not screwing around, somethings wrong and I think the motors going to go. Well, we race again and the Camaro wins. I lose and spun a bearing............

Next up for the Chevelle is a LS6 454 that my neighbor had. It has 125K miles on it, but it runs strong. I run my buddy with his Vette (cars were about the same as the old motor). We are neck and neck through 1st and 2nd but I walk away in 3rd and 4th.

Go back out to the street races and run into the kid with the Camaro. He sets me up with a buddy of his who has a big block '67 Chevelle on slicks. Word is, it's an "Ed Pinks" motor. We head out to Clybourne by Burbank Airport. Both cars on slicks doing burnouts with VHT. When the hands drop, the '67 pulls me by a car. Hit 2nd gear and we're neck and neck. 3rd gear, I just walk away from him and short shift to 4th gear.

Boy, were those guys pissed. They swore I was on the bottle and hit it in 3rd gear. They don't wanna pay, but after much cursing and posturing, they pay. They want a rematch in a couple of weeks. I tell them sure, but no hoods are opening and an independent party will hold the money.

I'm sure they thought the car was slow when I had a bad motor. A friend of mine is at Service Center and runs into those guys. They ask him if he knows a '65 Chevelle and what's in it. He tells them it's a big block without a bottle. They are pissed. They were supposily swapping to 12 1/2 to 1 pistons for the re-match. Didn't matter, I was installing a bottle...............

There never was a re-match........

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Hey! Love the stories. Keep'um coming. QUESTION: What does BTW refer to??? THANKS
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burn tires well, beautiful tires/wheels, but timed well, big titted woman, back to work, bet to win, by the way, big time wacing (lisp)

sorry, had to. KEEP THE STORIES COMING!

I was a wee lad in far northern WI, on a good night I could pick up WLS 890 on the AM dial, Wolfman Jack, on my little AM radio. They would advertise for Great Lakes Dragaway at Union Grove. BEEEE Therrrrrrre.

I used to go out with the big 68 Catalina and try and try to win a race or try and try to hit 90 mph in the quarter.

WLS and GLD gave me the fever. Today, I live in SC WI and race at GLD a couple times a month with the Midwest Gasser Assoc. It is a terminal disease.
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BTW means By the way. Like in an addendum, or afterthought.

Ok, here a short one.

There nothing reasonable at the lot to race and it's getting late, so when this turbo Kawasaki asks me to race I actually start considering it. I want to say it's Rick Ball, but I'm not sure. Anyway, I HATE racing bikes but beggars can't be choosers. The slowest bikes beat the fastest cars - generally speaking. Plus this is a KNOWN fast bike. Cripes, what I wouldn't do early in the morning just to get a race.

Anyway, a street tire'd car has absolutely no business racing a bike from a dead stop, let alone a TURBO bike. But I allow myself to get talked into a heads up race from a roll my GO.

We go to Burbank and Balboa, it's to be like a 30 mph roll and there is to be someone standing on the center divider - not to start the race but to mark the start POSITION. I mention that we'll start at the guy + or - 50 feet. So we go way down before the start and I get up to speed so I'm in second gear - that way I can hit the juice without sliding all over and end up bending a rim on a curb or something equally as dumb & embarrassing.

The bike it right beside me and we're coming up on the guy standing on the center divider, I'm not planning to really cheat because I DID say + or - 50 feet but as soon as I get to that estimated 50 feet before the start position is reached - I'm hitting it. And here it comes, just a little more BAM, I punch it and hit the juice simultaneously and surprisingly pull away from the bike pretty good. What had happened is he was in the wrong gear and when he shifted he didn't have any boost, so I'm putting cars on him like crazy. third gear - he's WAAAY back there, shift to fourth gear he's coming but still way back, halfway through fourth he's really coming now - I don't know if I have enough time to hold him off. Top of fourth I'm almost at the finishline car but the bike's headlight is growing larger by the microsecond. I'm pulling even with the finishline car - YEOW I've won! And not 10 feet beyond the finish the bike goes by me like I'm in reverse. I mean really, he's got to have been going 30-40 miles an hour faster than me. Man, am I lucky sometimes, eh?
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I HATE racing bikes but beggars can't be choosers. The slowest bikes beat the fastest cars - generally speaking. Plus this is a KNOWN fast bike. Cripes, what I wouldn't do early in the morning just to get a race.

Anyway, a street tire'd car has absolutely no business racing a bike from a dead stop, let alone a TURBO bike. But I allow myself to get talked into a heads up race from a roll my GO.
I know what you mean but before turbos came out, you could at least take a bike from a roll.

Right after I got your old vette running, my first race was on Old San Fernando Rd against a Kawasaki 900 from a roll (bikes were notoriously quick from a dead stop). The race goes as planned, each gear I put another car length on him and win. Get off the throttle and hit the brakes, the car swerves to the left and right, WTF Get off the brake, then hit it again. The vette is swerving left and right using 3 lanes. I get off the brake and let engine compression slow me down, hoping I got enough room before the street turns.

That week, I rebuilt the entire front end. Take it out for a test run and the same thing happens. Now what? I'm looking at the tires and think, jeez, they sure do look old and as hard as nails. I buy new tires and the vette handles great. Oh well, it needed the front end rebuilt anyway.
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Great Stuff!!! I too have a cdl so street racing now is out of the question. But 'back in the day' I did my share. These stories took place in the late eighties/early nineties. I have a Turbo Regal and used to roll with a few friends with them as well. Also in our group was a bottle fed 88' Mustang with the 'rare felpro head gasket option, and a mid sixties 440 Dart. These were all street cars and at the time our daily drivers.

The most memorable story involved a Gold '71-71 Chevelle with a nitrous fed small block supposedly built by Reher-Morrison. This guy was a piece of work. Rich kid I guess. We would go out there and I guess 'cheat' by running against each other to 'sucker' others in. This particular night we were up in FarmersBranch in the industrial district. Great concrete, flat straight streets that were ment to be raced on(at least we were convinced of that).

We ran each other a couple of times and the Chevelle guy and his guys come over to check out the Regal. I tell him I wasn't up for any more tonight but my buddy is. He is running his '87 TR. This was a low 12 car on good tires, so they negotiate him on slicks and the Chevelle on some smaller stickies. We bolt on a set of M/T 28X9 slicks and get the money into the hand of the holder.

We get the cars lned up and the burn outs under way. I went down to the finish line with one of the guys from the other group. We get the starter ready to go and he drops his arms. The Chevelle launches decent but hte Buick out out and pullin hard by a length or so. The Chevelle gets into the Nitrous too soon and spins the tires. He lets off and gets it hooked back up but the Buick is out by five or so. They're both pulling hard and the Chevelle is makin up ground but running out of distance. They fly across the finish line but the Buick still has him by a length or so.

These guys are not happy but are aware they lost so the money is collected.

I saw this particular Buick loose only one street race. The story goes like this.

We had gotten together for a road trip to Waco. They have a pretty big shows there on Labor day and Memorial day. I don't remember which end of summer we went but it was a wild evening. Waco is about 90 miles south of where we were so we just drove the cars down. We ended up out on a pretty deserted section of road and man was it dark out there in the country. These locals came prepared with some pretty big flash lights. This was the first time I witnessed a street car on the street that could 'hang the hoops'. It was a sbc powered MGB with a five speed of some sort. It moved and no one wanted any part of it. We came upon a Buick Regal very similar to the one in our group. This particular one was a Limited(one of 1035) but I didn't know the significance at the time. Pillow bench seat, column shift, it looked slow but we knew what was under the hood. The guys says it's his wife's daily as if that makes it slower.

We get the particulars ironed out and the race gets on. They get off the line together but the competitors Buick had just a little more and we lost by a length or so. Turns out this was one of the 200 4r gurus and owns a pretty prominent trans shop in Texas but he might not want to be identified. I even saw the car there last time I was there.

We raced at the track on Wed and Fri and got it on on the street on Sat. That said I would never recommend racing on the street, take it to the track.

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A guy I knew (but it was so long ago, I forget his name) has a '70 Mustang FB with a 351 Cleveland. He's was always out at the street races, but I had never seen him race. He was a locksmith by trade and would sometimes, open parked cars and move them so we could race. Very handy guy to have around. One night, he asks if I could find him a race. Another guy I know called GTO Rick has a pretty quick '68 GTO. I set the two up and they discuss (lie) their cars.

The race is set but the Mustang wants me to help him change plugs. We run by his house and let me tell you, it's no fun changing plugs in a Mustang with a Cleveland. It takes an hour. Always hated Fords after that.......

We head out to Van Ness behind the Burbank Airport for the race. It's heads up and I go mark the finish. I see both headslights raise and hear the tires squealing. They both look neck and neck but the GTO crosses the finish line first.

Never saw the Mustang race again and the GTO threw a rod a week later.

GTO Rick hung around a guy called AMX Joe, or something like that. He had a gold AMX that was pretty quick. One day he comes to the house to show off his new motor. I'm looking and say, "Wow, so TRACO built your motor?" (Big race engine shop in those days) He said, no, what are you talking about. I point to TRACO spelled out on his heads. He said, "Oh! I'll have to paint over that".

Now if Bob is reading, he can related the story of the AMX on Raymer...........
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GTO Rick hung around a guy called AMX Joe, or something like that. He had a gold AMX that was pretty quick. One day he comes to the house to show off his new motor. I'm looking and say, "Wow, so TRACO built your motor?" (Big race engine shop in those days) He said, no, what are you talking about. I point to TRACO spelled out on his heads. He said, "Oh! I'll have to paint over that".

Now if Bob is reading, he can related the story of the AMX on Raymer...........
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Joe had a Traco engine, eh? That dog, and he was a "friend" too.

The Raymer race? I wasn't going to tell that one, since it ended badly. But now that you've opened Pandoras box... I didn't know you were there, only a handful of people saw the race.

Background, Raymer is a very small street kinda' off of Van Nuys Blvd. I don't think it connects to Van Nuys since it turns at the end. Ed Pink's shop was on Raymer. I've also seen Bob Brandt working on Prudhommes' stuff out back.

So it's Joe in his AMX and me in the brown Vette to race heads up MOTOR ONLY for $20. Which puts me at a distinct disadvantage since my timings retarded, cold plugs, carb jetting - rich, exhaust valve lash adjusted loose, and other things are geared for using juice, and I'm not about to change everything just for one small race, and besides Joe's a friend - and what are friends for if not to make sacrifices for.

So there is this Semi-truck parked on the side of the road that we agree will be the finish. And we go down to the start. Lightweight burnouts done we line up. We leave together, I shift to second and Joe puts a car on me, I rev higher than normal at the top of second and third to try to make up the distance, but that's not working since he's now like two to three cars on me. I'm 2/3 of the way through 4th gear which should equate to a quarter mile (on juice I'm usually at the top of 4th at the end). Anyway I can't see the finish-line Semi (Unknown to both of us the owner of the Semi had gotten in his truck and driven away while we were driving to the start), now how likely is THAT at 9:00 or 10:00 at night?

I'm still looking for Semi when all of a sudden the whole street fills up with smoke - I mean I can't see ANYTHING, not Joe's car, not the parked cars, the curb, not a single THING. I instantly hit the brakes and hold my steering wheel straight hoping my car is slowing down straight. What caused the smoke was Joe locking up his brakes because he was coming up on the end of road where it turned. I then hear this God awful crashing and grunching noise and the smoke clears enough for me to see the road curving up ahead, I try to drift the car sideways around the corner and am luckily successful, after a fashion. I'm parallel to the curb after it turned the corner and a couple of feet away. Yikes! that was CLOSE.

I jump out of the car and run to Joe's car, which as can be seen from the tire marks, has gone straight OVER the curb and beyond. I believe it's a small golf driving range. I run up to his car and Joe's in the back seat and moving around. How he ended up in the back seat is beyond me. And it's not really a back SEAT just an open area. He climbs out and outside of some aches and bruises he's OK. His car's not in as good a shape, flat tires - broken rims and other misc. damage. Other people come up by now and are all Oooing and Ahhing.

I hand him $20, he's still a little dazed and asks what's that?. I said: "It's your race winnings, you won." I was just trying to lighten the mood a little, since this whole situation was quite depressing, for all concerned, not just Joe. He gets a ride with a buddy and I suppose they pick up his car the next day. I don't think it was TOO badly hurt since I believe he brings it out a few weeks later.

Moral to this story (I know, I know - don't street race), but the moral I was thinking of, is don't mark your quarters with movable objects. Eh?
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Man, Got'cha sure turned into a HUGE FLAKE! Where're the stories dude? You're embarassing yourself with all the promises of stories so far
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Man, Got'cha sure turned into a HUGE FLAKE! Where're the stories dude? You're embarassing yourself with all the promises of stories so far
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Have a little heart, you'd probably have a hard time typing if YOUR igloo was below freezing, and your fingers stuck to the keyboard like putting your tongue on an ice cube tray, eh.
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Have a little heart, you'd probably have a hard time typing if YOUR igloo was below freezing, and your fingers stuck to the keyboard like putting your tongue on an ice cube tray, eh.
He's had no trouble sending countless, useless Emails to me. Come on Goms, shake a leg. He keeps saying, wait til I tell the story about him & Wild Man, or Screwy Louie & the GTO......BUT NO STORY!!!!!!!!
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he's had no trouble sending countless, useless emails to me. Come on goms, shake a leg. He keeps saying, wait til i tell the story about him & wild man, or screwy louie & the gto......but no story!!!!!!!!
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The L.A. guys were ruthless sometimes. Years ago (as most of these stories come from) I saw an L.A. guy sit as the hands came down, letting the "Valley" opponent leave alone. Valley guy gets about 100 feet, stops and backs up. Just as he's backed almost to the start, the L. A. guy leaves, makes a full pass, and returns to demand his money. The Valley guy says, you didn't leave. L.A. guy says yes I did, AND I completed the pass. I might've left a long time after you, and nobody told you to back up. Gimme my money.
That made freakin' laugh. I was an early 90's Kevin's Burgers devotee. I had a similar one happen to me where I gave a guy 2 cars and the move. We lined up - I flashed my lights to indicate my readiness, all of a sudden the other guy opens his door and waves his buddy over. I was thinking there was something wrong, next thing I know he launches the car witht he door open (on slicks mind you) and slams it closed just before grabbing 2nd. I didn't even have time to react. A hero move like that... I paid up with no remorse.
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One bright and sunny afternoon, I drive my '65 Chevelle down to Compton looking for a race. I pull into this park where all the street racers meet. The only one that wants to race is a primered '57 Chevy. It's gutted with a fiberglass front end, small block, 4 speed on 11" slicks. I'm running a 396, nitrous, 4 speed, 4:88's on 10" slicks. We all go look at my car, but the '57 wants the nitrous out. I remove the bottle and hand it to a friend that puts it in his trunk. We all go look at the '57 and I'm thinking, it's got to be fast. Meanwhile, I catch a glimpes of my friend who is hooking the bottle back up.

We cruise on up to the race spot and I do a burnout and a couple of dry hops, to see how the street will hook up (first time there). The street isn't too bad, so I park in a closed gas station to wait for the '57. The '57 comes around the corner, stops in front of the gas station and does a burnout. Just then, a black and white comes around the corner and lights up the '57. Oops, looks like a good time to bail. Me and my friends leave the '65 and jump over some fences and hoof it back to the park. We give it an hour or so and walk back to the '65.

Lo and behold, the '65 was still there. I figured it would be towed or stolen. We swap out the slicks for street tires and head back to the valley.
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Now that I had some time to review the thread - I will post with more accuracy.

My friends and I all turned 16 around 1989 - a little late - I know but bare with me. We had a love for cars and discovered "the Valley" around that time. My uncle was an OG (like the Godfather) at Kevin's. He was running a 68 Charger with a 440 and a 4 speed - low 10's on th estreet all day. It was big bad and red. My group was a funny group, we were like a bunch of groms but with a nack for building fast cars. We also liked nitrous - especially the type you can't see. Anyway, my uncle was a die hard Mopar guy and since we were the street race groms (who ran Chevys), he would constantly make fun of our "learning curve" and our inability to go fast. Well one of my buddies finally got the sack to hit Carlos up for a race. We were about 19 at the time. My buddy was running a 72 Nova - full on road race look along with some ugly flares, a small block, and a 4 speed. Anyway, he hit Carlos up for a heads up run - Carlos immediately started laughing at us and told us it would cost $300 to get his car off the trailer. So being the resourceful youths that we were, we pooled our dough and bought us a race. Well we head out to Canoga and Lassen and get the hoods popped. My buddy is running a 350 with some really special "hi-po" camelback heads. Carlos is running a 440 with compression a tunnel ram and a serious cam. They look over the car and decide to set us out after a long negotiation (which I handled, since I was family and all). We got 2 and the move and lane choice. My buddy was on BFG's and Carlos was rocking some M&H's so we had a bit of a disadvantage. Well during his ego gloating, what Carlos had missed was a completely hidden system plumbed through a hollow brake booster (solenoids mounted inside) and the lines running inside a dummy vaccum line spraying direcly into the ports about 300hp's worth of good 'ol Nitrous. Well as you may guess - Carlos gets destroyed by about 5 cars - no sandbagging here, we were proving a point. He comes back and I thought he was going to kill me - he told me he would call my parents - that I had messed with the family - totally out of the movies type lines that would make any 19 year crap a brick. So what does he do? he wants a rematch - but first he wants to look at the car again. So he and his buddies literally are on their hands and knees looking for the system for 20 minutes - and guess what? they don't find it. So we roll it out again and in another glorious display of a David and Goliath style race - Carlos gets kicked to the curb - this time by more cars! Long story short (too late now) - we got it all on tape, and every once in a while I pull it out at family functions to remind my uncle of the night he got hustled by a bunch of acne ridden teenagers from the other side of the hill.
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Now that I had some time to review the thread - I will post with more accuracy.

My friends and I all turned 16 around 1989 - a little late - I know but bare with me. We had a love for cars and discovered "the Valley" around that time. My uncle was an OG (like the Godfather) at Kevin's. He was running a 68 Charger with a 440 and a 4 speed - low 10's on th estreet all day. It was big bad and red. My group was a funny group, we were like a bunch of groms but with a nack for building fast cars. We also liked nitrous - especially the type you can't see. Anyway, my uncle was a die hard Mopar guy and since we were the street race groms (who ran Chevys), he would constantly make fun of our "learning curve" and our inability to go fast. Well one of my buddies finally got the sack to hit Carlos up for a race. We were about 19 at the time. My buddy was running a 72 Nova - full on road race look along with some ugly flares, a small block, and a 4 speed. Anyway, he hit Carlos up for a heads up run - Carlos immediately started laughing at us and told us it would cost $300 to get his car off the trailer. So being the resourceful youths that we were, we pooled our dough and bought us a race. Well we head out to Canoga and Lassen and get the hoods popped. My buddy is running a 350 with some really special "hi-po" camelback heads. Carlos is running a 440 with compression a tunnel ram and a serious cam. They look over the car and decide to set us out after a long negotiation (which I handled, since I was family and all). We got 2 and the move and lane choice. My buddy was on BFG's and Carlos was rocking some M&H's so we had a bit of a disadvantage. Well during his ego gloating, what Carlos had missed was a completely hidden system plumbed through a hollow brake booster (solenoids mounted inside) and the lines running inside a dummy vaccum line spraying direcly into the ports about 300hp's worth of good 'ol Nitrous. Well as you may guess - Carlos gets destroyed by about 5 cars - no sandbagging here, we were proving a point. He comes back and I thought he was going to kill me - he told me he would call my parents - that I had messed with the family - totally out of the movies type lines that would make any 19 year crap a brick. So what does he do? he wants a rematch - but first he wants to look at the car again. So he and his buddies literally are on their hands and knees looking for the system for 20 minutes - and guess what? they don't find it. So we roll it out again and in another glorious display of a David and Goliath style race - Carlos gets kicked to the curb - this time by more cars! Long story short (too late now) - we got it all on tape, and every once in a while I pull it out at family functions to remind my uncle of the night he got hustled by a bunch of acne ridden teenagers from the other side of the hill.
I remember the guy/car. Lived on Victory in N. Hlywood? Seems a bit odd a 10 second car got beat by 5 cars with just giving 2 and the scoot to a car with BFG's on it. My bet would be, by the time you could hit 300HP worth of nitrous with those tires, Carlos would be at the finish line waiting for you to pay him. It's just my opinion
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Old 01-28-2009, 07:53 PM   #174
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I remember the guy/car. Lived on Victory in N. Hlywood? Seems a bit odd a 10 second car got beat by 5 cars with just giving 2 and the scoot to a car with BFG's on it. My bet would be, by the time you could hit 300HP worth of nitrous with those tires, Carlos would be at the finish line waiting for you to pay him. It's just my opinion
Well... Maybe it was a detuned version of the red one (in fact I know it was) - I just used the red one to reference him and - while my fish got bigger, I didn't know you were standing on the dock with a tape measure.
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Old 01-28-2009, 09:39 PM   #175
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He comes back and I thought he was going to kill me - he told me he would call my parents -
Enzo:

Neat handle, you wouldn't have a Ferrari would you?

I got to the part where he said he'd "call your parents" and I couldn't stop laughing. You should put that video on youtube and let the whole world see it.

Here's another short one.

So I'm living in Vegas at this time and have set up a $400 race with a '65 Big Block Vette on slicks against my '67 Camaro small block on slicks (Groucho car). So I get to the race spot (which I've never raced at before), it's WAAAY out in the boonies half-way to Henderson. Two lane blacktop with about a car's width of dirt on either side of the road. The guy starts his Vette and it's uncorked - WHOA - FULL STOP - CEASE AND DESIST. That wasn't part of the agreement. So after some negotiations, it seems he can't run corked up (damn race cars), so I'll have to uncork - which as everyone knows is a pain - no lights or houses for a half mile - no moon - no jack - crawling on the ground like a lizard watching out for those deadly jackalopes.

OK, I'm ready. We give the money to a guy named Tim (the only guy that I know where he lives) cool guy, makes a killer living selling fireworks - I mean wholesale. I love fireworks, most street racers do. Mega Power in ANY form. Jeeze I get sidetracked so easy, back to the race.

We're doing our burnouts, and the Vette looks like a hard leaving car. We finally line up. It's to be a point-point-up-down with a 1 to 5 second pause before the hands come down - at the starter's discretion. I usually tried to have my starts like that, most people didn't care - and the ones that didn't want to do it that way immediately set a red flag in my head to watch their every move since chances were they were going to try to jump start.

Point-point-up-pause-down, and we're off. A picture perfect start. But the Vette is just flat out hooking me and at the top of first gear is about a car and half on me. I know I've got to make up my cars in the mid range or it's likely the big block will eat me at the big end. Second gear, juice on, I start "inching" on him, top of second I've made up about a car but he's still a half a car on me. I'm thinking things aren't looking good for Bob, adios $400. Shift to third, squeezing for all it's worth, and I'm up to his door handle, but I'm moving like 2 mph relatively faster than he is. Halfway through third (auto here), and I'm "slightly" ahead, but I'm waiting for his big end charge. I see the finish line car's parking lights just a few hundred feet ahead and I just hope and pray I can hold him off.

I'm now EVEN with the finishline car and the Vette's back about 3/4 to 1 car. I've WON! Jeeze that never gets old! Although losing gets old REAL fast.

We turn around and go back to the start, there are no complaints - fair start, fair run. So Tim gives me the money. Just then someone that had a scanner says the cops are coming. Cripes the scanner guy was a little slow on the uptake we can see cop cars with their lights flashing coming from both ends of the road to trap everyone. I'm thinking Jeeze what are cops doing way out here in Bum Frack Egypt (are we allowed to cuss in here?), anyway, I hop in the car and take off in the direction I was heading when I stopped. So I'm up to about 50 mph and this cop is coming straight at me. THEN he slows down and pulls sideways across both lanes. Man, I bet he was reevaluating THAT maneuver when he saw me bearing down on his drivers door. I let off, and coast around him in the dirt behind his car, covering his car with dirt, mine too. Then jump on it hard when I'm back on the pavement.

First thing I have to do is stop driving as soon as possible since I'm uncorked and a rolling advertising sign saying handcuff me and impound my car. I'm hoping the cop that tried to block my path was the only one close, since it will take him some time to turn around and come after me. I'm already at the next cross street and see no lights behind me, I creep around the corner. There's no four wheel drifting around turns when you've only got 9 pounds of air pressure in your slicks. I accelerate up the road until I get to a housing tract, turn in make a couple of turns, then shut the engine off and coast for about half a block, so I don't wake up the citizens, pull up to the curb get out run up about 5 houses worth and find a good vantage point to watch the road and my car.

I wait about 4 hours, and nothing happens, no cop cars, no helicopters, nothing. So I creep back to the car and cork up the driver's side pipe. I'm against the curb so I hand push the car back where I'm blocking someone's driveway so I can crawl under enough to cork the other side up. I start the car and nervous as all get out drive home uneventfully.

The moral of THIS story, is that sometimes it's a lot cooler READING about these escapades than it is EXPERIENCING them.

Nawww, that can't be right.
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Old 01-29-2009, 02:30 PM   #176
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I have another quickie - this time in my car.

You have to keep in mind that at the time I was 19 and the car was purposely registered in my Dad's name as I always found it useful to use the excuse "please officer, my Dad is going to kill me if he finds out I took his car - please don't ticket me..." - Anyway, so it's Friday night and we are at Kevin's with our usual crew, I was running a 69 Camaro with a 427 and some nitrous - unlike you Bob, I was not much on being stealth as I had a real cheezy mr Gasket bug catcher scoop poking through the hood and my license plates read "Ded Stok". Anyway, I have trouble finding a race until this dude hits me up - he is in a primer Vega with a healthy small block and old Mickey T's wide enough to compress asphalt. We set up a motor race, heads up, but he tells me he can't wait around for the traffic to die down at the usual spots as he has to be somewhere. I agree to go to Winnetka and Prairie by the old drive in and run up there. I had never run there, nor was I familiar with this street but I figured ehh what the hell. So we pull up, my buddy steps out of the car and locks the door behind him. I strap myself in tight and we each commence our burnouts. I was known for these ridiculously smokey burnouts, so I proceeded to put on a show. All of a sudden right as I am pulling up to the start, the Vega launches and is gone. Now, I have heard of some cheating starts, but this was beyond the norm. Then my buddy runs over to the passenger side and tries to get back in the car. The surrounding smoke only adds to the confusion and as I struggle to undo my harness and reach for the door, all of a sudden he does a 180 and starts running away. What the hell is going on? I sit up, look in my rearview, and there like he had been there all along is a member of the LAPD, gun drawn with his cruiser parked right behind my car with the full light show. Basically what happened is, while I was performing my glorious burnout - the cops pulled up and I didn't even see them because of the smoke.

Needless to say, I began to beg for the cop's mercy. I explained that I was driving my dad's car without permission and that he was going to kill me if it got impounded. I explained that this was my first time in the Valley and that I had succumbed to the peer pressure brought on by my friends. I think I may have even tried to well up a fake teer or two. The cop chasticed me for about 10 minutes about the dangers of illegal street racing, he then proceeded to write me the dreaded excessive exhaust noise ticket. It ended costing me $2.99 for the steel wool to stuff in the tailpipes and $15 for the ticket. I miss being an outlaw!
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Old 01-29-2009, 03:44 PM   #177
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while my fish got bigger, I didn't know you were standing on the dock with a tape measure.
THAT'S a great response. I was just making an observation. But, now, with your XLNT comeback, I'm glad I did
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I was running a 69 Camaro with a 427 and some nitrous - unlike you Bob, I was not much on being stealth as I had a real cheezy mr Gasket bug catcher scoop poking through the hood and my license plates read "Ded Stok".
I agree to go to Winnetka and Prairie by the old drive in and run up there.
Basically what happened is, while I was performing my glorious burnout - the cops pulled up and I didn't even see them because of the smoke.

Needless to say, I began to beg for the cop's mercy.
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Heh, in later years when my BottleBob handle was as firmly attached to me as if it were tattooed on my forehead, my wife bought me a personalized license plate that said: BOTL BOB Ironically, it was for the ONE car I had that DIDN'T have nitrous - the Black '82 Camaro with the Gail Banks twin turbo setup that I've mentioned before. I just couldn't leave that turbo boost control dial on the dash alone. A head gasket sp