So I'm sitting in my office and I hear something revving up in the street outside, then the squeal of tires. I look my office window and it's the body shop owner next door with his short box chevy "hotrod". And sure enough, there is a single stripe about 10' long where he "lit-em-up. I've had my truck for a few weeks now and have been very gentle with it. But there were all the guys I work with, and all the guys from the shop next door, staring at me expectantly. What was I supposed to do? :dontknow:
I mean afterall, who in their right mind would challenge a RC '10 to a burnout contest?
You can see where I grabbed second, I thought about grabbing third too, but let off when it hit 6000 rpm.
I mean afterall, who in their right mind would challenge a RC '10 to a burnout contest?
You can see where I grabbed second, I thought about grabbing third too, but let off when it hit 6000 rpm.
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