Busa&Coal
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So in this story I'm about to tell, I went through a ton of emotions.
Got on the interstate today behind a yellow mustang gt. went on About 5 miles until the road opened up and the stang blew by me. I got back up to him and saw on the rear left a little badge that read "turbo."
So we get to the three lane part of the interstate and I downshift to second at about 75 mph. He takes off first, no horn. I forget to shift to third and bounce the rev limiter and then remember. He's still at my side. Shift to third, gain some ground. Hit fourth, hes still loosing, fifth. He's gone. I slow down for the next exit and he comes back up about 10 lengths behind me. Look again, county Leo busting it right up behind us. I'm in the far right lane, the stang in the middle, copper in the far left. I'm cruising at about 68 mph praying for the exit. The mustang follows me off, Leo stays on. Pull off to a gas station and the guy gets out of his stang next to me. Shook his hand and said good run. We talked about almost taking a dump in our pants after the race. He asked what I had on the bike said it was stock with exhaust tips. He said he was running twins in his car. Said it easily does 11s at the track. We talked a little while longer and parted ways.
I will never ever do that again but oh my god what a rush
Flame if you want. It happens to most of us.
Got on the interstate today behind a yellow mustang gt. went on About 5 miles until the road opened up and the stang blew by me. I got back up to him and saw on the rear left a little badge that read "turbo."
So we get to the three lane part of the interstate and I downshift to second at about 75 mph. He takes off first, no horn. I forget to shift to third and bounce the rev limiter and then remember. He's still at my side. Shift to third, gain some ground. Hit fourth, hes still loosing, fifth. He's gone. I slow down for the next exit and he comes back up about 10 lengths behind me. Look again, county Leo busting it right up behind us. I'm in the far right lane, the stang in the middle, copper in the far left. I'm cruising at about 68 mph praying for the exit. The mustang follows me off, Leo stays on. Pull off to a gas station and the guy gets out of his stang next to me. Shook his hand and said good run. We talked about almost taking a dump in our pants after the race. He asked what I had on the bike said it was stock with exhaust tips. He said he was running twins in his car. Said it easily does 11s at the track. We talked a little while longer and parted ways.
I will never ever do that again but oh my god what a rush
Flame if you want. It happens to most of us.
nah man good story be safe and have fun
