Some days, you just have to let go of your inhibitions and have some fun. You’ve been good for weeks on end. You’ve shuttled the kids around. You’ve sat through every meeting without catching so much as one little Z. You at healthily (fingers crossed behind your back or otherwise) and you’ve resisted the urge to slap some sense into Bill from accounting. Most guys would be happy to come home on Friday, pour themselves something cold to drink, and relax…or maybe it’s time to cook that steak you’ve had stashed away for a special time. But does that really work for a gearhead…really? Usually, it does, but sometimes…sometimes the only way to scratch that itch that has been bugging you for the better part of the week is to go into the garage, hit the key on a very healthy something, back it out of the driveway and to let all of your stress, worries and cares melt away along with a good portion of your tread on the street. We aren’t advocating doing it in the neighborhood like the owner of this 427-powered 1971 Camaro did, mind you…we’re pretty sure the cops would be at your house within the hour to have a little chat with you…but somewhere on a backroad with nobody around…let the world hear you scream. It’ll do you some good.
Looks like fun (skinny, hard T/As are good for fun)
Yea looks like fun. He should just be happy i am not the one Living across the street, because then that camaro would never do another burnout in front of my house ever again when i as done with it and the owner. Assholes like that is what makes life harder for the rest of us that happen to like cars.
i just hate when fools dont Think there is anybody Else in the World than themselves. Fun like this is for backroads where Nobody can get hurt or you run the risk off getting your teeth kicked in by an angry neighbur thet just Might be offended by your stupid actions.
ok Karen
Awww bless your heart!
Relax Hen, your way too tense.
ok Karen
Henrick probably drives a Prius. Oh no, he might kick my teeth in….
Lighten up, Francis