Story starts at a logical place to start...the beginning. Well I'm harvesting my pecan farm and was on my way to pick up some material for a sweeper. On the way back to the farm, I'm following a little blue G6 at a moderate distance. We passed a dirt road and out pulls some chick in an old S-10 behind the G6. No consideration for other traffic, no intelligence, in short..a really bad driver. I'd also like to mention that this chick had her windows open
. Now, before I go any further I must disclose that I do usually run a tune that is smoke heavy at WOT but don't purposefully use the smoke against others. I normally just let things roll off my back and I never get road rage. This time however, this time I felt something different. I felt like God Himself had sent me a message. I felt the urge to teach her a lesson on life. So..I put the co-pilot in race mode, downshifted using manual, and passed her like she was standing still. I didnt let off until about 80mph. Needless to say, I smoked the shat out of her..and when I say shat, I mean SHAT! I had just installed a dual CP3 and Fass150 a few weeks earlier so you know that there was no lack of fuel. It felt wonderful.
And so ends my story. Thanks for your time
. Now, before I go any further I must disclose that I do usually run a tune that is smoke heavy at WOT but don't purposefully use the smoke against others. I normally just let things roll off my back and I never get road rage. This time however, this time I felt something different. I felt like God Himself had sent me a message. I felt the urge to teach her a lesson on life. So..I put the co-pilot in race mode, downshifted using manual, and passed her like she was standing still. I didnt let off until about 80mph. Needless to say, I smoked the shat out of her..and when I say shat, I mean SHAT! I had just installed a dual CP3 and Fass150 a few weeks earlier so you know that there was no lack of fuel. It felt wonderful.And so ends my story. Thanks for your time
