So at my job (construction company) there’s a lot of my co-workers that are comprised of guys who are into cars and modding them. My department just got a new plumber foreman and he’s like 60-something and is a pretty laid-back kinda guy. So he and I got talking about what we did over the weekend and yadda-yadda-yadda got into the topic of cars and that I went to the nearby junkyard and then went straight to the dragstrip with stuff in the trunk from the junkyard lol.
He then asked what I drove and I modestly said a 98 grand prix 4-dr sedan. I told him its nothing special and that I like the car for what it is. I told him I sucked at the track this past weekend and that I need some time to tune and get summer tires (ran with michellin hydroedges). He asked what does my car run, and he started splurting numbers like 15 seconds, and I kinda gave a light smirk as I tried to contain my composure of blurting out laughing. He looked puzzled
and then tried to guess again and then he said, “then 16 seconds isn’t sooo bad right?”. At that point I smiled and said, “my car’s trying to break 12s”, and his eyes opened wide and jaw dropped
. He said my car has got to be heavily modified, but I clearly told him, just bolt-ons and because I can run bolt-ons was due to it being supercharged. He was more around the big blocks and carburetors so he was not so familiar with today’s electronics and fuel-injection. Also he asked if it’s a trailer-queen and I again smiled and said its my DD and I drive it wherever
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