Message text written by "Ptegler"
>Going back to work from lunch I had a couple of 'youngsters
in a skinny front tired, fat rear tired, Mustang II, pull up beside
me at the light. The passenger asks if I want to race as the
driver guns it. My response.." I don't race a car that's older
than the competitions driver" The passenger flips me the bird
as the light turns green and the driver missiles away from the line.
About two seconds latter I hear a loud BANG as I see him skid
to a stop in the middle of the intersection with fluid pouring out
from underneath the car. (tranny exploded)
I'm suprised they could hear the bang over the stereo.
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