A Street Racer's Confession

I seem to remember the good old days, out tillmile apart, so Vern revs his engine, and the cuda
3:00 AM every night, and the most importantrevs his engine, and the race was on, we chewed
thing of all, was learning about American musclethe cuda up and spit it out, but the excitement
the fun way, by experiencing it first hand.I fellhadn't even begun yet, one more totally amazing
sorry for the kids of today who may neverthing was going to happen before we'd get back
understand the thrill of real American muscle; myto our hang out on the side of the road.On the
first learning experience was brought by way of atrek back to the hang out, of course we got
1968 L88 corvette, my god what an awesomestopped by another traffic light, and Vern being
car.My best friend at the time had just bought athe man he was decided that he needed to really
used one, and it was around 3:00 AM in thesee what the car would do, the light turned green,
morning, I was standing on the main drag with alland Vern eased off the clutch and the car
my friends, and who pulls up, but Vern in his newstarted to roll, and the he dropped the hammer,
L88 corvette, I was leaning against my 1969 Zshoved the pedal through the floor, the car
28 which by all rights was a very mean car, butimmediately started to do 360's in the middle of
next to the L88 corvette, it looked like a dog.Ithe main drag, the first thought through my head,
got in the corvette to go for a ride, my first ridewas we're going to die, it's all over.It sent chills
in a corvette ever, and learned very fast whatthrough my body, as he shifted through the first
that car was all about, we pulled out on to thethree gears before pulling the car out of the mad
main drag, and right next to us was anotherspin and back to the straight and narrow, and it
friend of mine is his 426 Hemi coda, and assaddens me to think that the new generation of
unwise as it seemed to me at the time Vernhot rodders will never have an experience like
decides to have a friendly race against him.Wethat to tell their children, yet I still hear all the time
pulled up to a red traffic light, in the small townhow much better those new cars are "HUH".
that we lived in, and the lights were exactly 1/4