Thursday, May 10, 2007

Did you ever?

Did you ever ride in a fast car in a drag race? I did. We used to have a stadium in Philly called JFK...if you remember Live Aid, then you've seen it. We used to go there and race. Scary and yet really fun! Well, it was fun until the Philly cops came and opened the fire hydrants so people wouldn't race. I wouldn't do it, today. I love muscle cars.
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6 comments:

Joe Cool said...

Now THIS is a rock band! My cuz wreckse might argue that point.
Driving a car in a drag race is one of the top five thrills to be experienced! It is definetly a rush.

5/11/07, 1:34 PM
Sezme said...

Now who do you think would win the argument? Hmmmm....

At least I can say I saw Cliff Burton play live.

I beat a Mustang off the line today!!!!! I was so happy!

5/11/07, 6:18 PM
Joe Cool said...

What kind of car do you own?
I ALWAYS win my arguments!!

5/11/07, 6:58 PM
Sezme said...

Own an American car that has a V6 and four wheels. It is a pop-pop car. I could tell Mr. Mustang wasn't happy, too.

I wasn't asking about you, anyway! Besides...I have a better arsenal of weapons for winning arguments.

5/11/07, 8:39 PM
Captain America said...

I USED TO RACE MY MOTORCYCLE AT JFK circa 1985! Remember being outside of the Dead concert once. The hippies kept getting hit. Remember how the line used to come to a point at the finish line then open up as the cars raced toward them? What a blast!

5/11/07, 10:19 PM
Sezme said...

Yeah. I remember! I also remember praying that the brakes would work as Vet Stadium's parking lot and the light got closer and closer. :P

I remember all the "Guidos" with their crappy-ass Mustangs and Iroc Z's. HA!

One of my friends got hit by a side-view mirror while she starting a race once. That hurt. I was usually just trying to scope out for the long-haired guys.

I remember the bikes, too. Remember the "route"? First you start out at Front Street, get kicked out, go to McDonalds or Wendy's, go to JFK, sometimes go all the way down to South Street to cruise, then go back to JFK and Front Street. I always found Front Street kind of scary. But then again, I'm the idiot who, with friends, hitched a ride with some guy with some kind of amped up car who did 110 mph down 295 toward Walt Whitman to go to Philly in the first place.

Is it getting obvious that I did some things other than drink and smoke tobacco?

5/11/07, 10:38 PM

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