Originally Posted by
Joe Grasso
So tonight. A friend has a 98 z28. With a little bit done to it. Minimal. More stickers than anything. He's Tryin to tell me his car would bet my friends 01 mustang with bout 500 to the tire. After some serious ball breaking he through a few shots at me my truck and mustang. So. I told em to put up or shut up. Ill race my 7000 pound truck against your car right now fer 100$. RIGHT NOW!! Man up and put your $$ where ur trap is. He beat around the bush fer a bit. And then my buddies wives were on him. Now feeling like a bitch we shook and off to the road. Well after a quick programming session. I spun he bogged and that was the last I saw of him. Then when done. He said he wanted a rerun. I told em fine. But your not gonna pick up 3 car lengths.
2nd run. Hit the arm drop perfect. No spin. Just grabbed and went. He lost by 2 car lengths. Moral of the story my friends. Another ish talkin Chevy boy down. Pride stomped and the Shelby never left the barn. I'm not gonna even tell her. She might get jelous. Lol jk. Figured I share.