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Toyota GTS?!?!?!?!
First off I want to say, this little car looks more like a chick mobile.
Anyway, we had a bad week. Larrys grandfather passed away sunday. 89 years old and even last summer he would still come to the shop to see what kind of monster we were creating. So this week was pretty out of control. Phones never stopped ringing at the shop, and we had many places to be all at once with the funneral and everything. I had to miss one of the viewings on thursday morning (my birthday no less). One of my semi trucks broke down, so I had to get it moved to the shop for repair. Totally stressed out! So, I leave the shop and I'm going down 65 thru Ambridge. I'm actually at the red light directly behind the funneral home. I just came thru some construction, and this little turd box whips out from behind me into the slow lane. The light turns red. I really wasn't paying much attention, but I hear this weed wacher next to me Vroom, Vroom, Vroom. I look over and he is all leaned up against the dash trying to watch the opposite light. Its not gonna happen today. Not behind the funneral home where a family Icon is resting waiting to be put into the ground. I reach for the 4x4 switch and let the truck roll maybe 6 inches till the 4x4 light comes on. He looks up at me as to say, "You have to be kidding me in that big heavy truck" With foot firmly on the break pedal I bring the boost up to 22 psi. Now this little turd is actually laughing!!!! So we go to about 26 psi! I'm ticked! He is reving the life out of this little Yota with the chit can muffler. The light turns green. Needless to say I was 2 or 3 truck lenghts in front of him before he realized what happened. I take it up to about 80 and get out of it. I pull into the slow lane. I'm watching in the rear view mirror as he finally catches up and blows by at probably 90. I'm only doing about 60 at this point. He is still on the rug! So I mash it again, and catch him like nothing. Some hot little chick (who should have been driving) holds her hand up to either tell me I'm number one, or she was making a request to a real man driving a real RACE CAR! That one was for Melvin...I think he set it up. |
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right on sorry to hear bout your loss.... 89 though he must have had a good life..... but as far as the race goes that ones going to the books
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Great kill Pat... a fitting tribute, I'm sure.
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I think when I got off the brake and let her eat, all 4 broke loose and I scared him. lol
Thanks Red, yes he did live a full life. Can you imagine being around in 1918? He actually worked until 6 years ago. Not that he needed the money, just something to do. Every spring when we fired up the pulling truck for the first time he was always there. |
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sounded like a good man.... i couldnt imagine being there for ww1 , ww2 vietnam, cold war, prohibition, man he has seen alot
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Sorry for your loss Pat, But Sweet kill!
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Sweet kill man Sorry to hear about Larrys Grandpa
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Tell Larry our thoughts are with him.
Great job eating the rice there Pat! |
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Man, that sux about Larry's grandfather, but very nice way to waste a ricer in his memory
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I guess the GTS stands for Goes Too Slow!!!!
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