So I was sitting around the house saturday night watching the last show of the ultimate fighter I seen my cell light up went to check it out seen I had 6 missed calls and 5 text msgs telling me to get my ass to town, well I thought one of my buddys had wreaked or was broke down so I jumped in the truck and took off to town.
I get in town and seen everybody seating around shooting the shit I was like whats going on, and just as fast I said that here come a old body style ford come through town freakin flying I was like good god who was that and why aint he already pulled over by the cops and they all smiled and said he is a out of towner that just got his truck back from cedar city diesel and he is looking for a race.
Well my friends checked out his motor and said the only ppl we knew to call was me and tyson and now your here and tyson is on his way so I said well flag him down and we will talk, well this guy pulls up all cocky and turns up a beer and I was like hell no I aint racing this fool well he started the smack talking about being unbeatable which just drives me crazy.
So after some words and tyson showing up we headed out to our local street strip which is a little over a mile its a good place to race out in the country never any cars, so since tyson has a 6.4 he raced him first tyson got beat by about 3 truck lengths which killed tyson because he has the river city 585 tune with a small shot of nos, but his trans messed up a little so he thought that was his problem.
So with me still being a stock motor stock turbo truck I have a s400 and im gonna have my injecters cut 60% over I just havnt got to it yet, so we line them up I spool to 10lbs the arms drop and were off, holy shit the front my truck went about a two foot to the right and hopped about 4 times then she dug in and I was off get to the qtr mile mark I check my mirrors seen the ford was still behind me.
We go back to town and we all stop to talk about the race the ford pulls up and rolls down the window and asked who drives the black dirtymax and I said me why and he says come here so I walk up to him and he says man that is one bad ass truck what all do you have done to it and I said well just a stock motor with the stock turbo with a built trans with a efi live tune and his jaw hits the floor he said you are joking I said no look I raise the hood and he was in shock he said well you have meth and I said no I was running straight water but look its froze so it didnt work so the guy changed his attitude and starting being nicer so next time I raise im gonna leave at 8lbs and see if I dont wheel hope. hope you enjoy the story
I get in town and seen everybody seating around shooting the shit I was like whats going on, and just as fast I said that here come a old body style ford come through town freakin flying I was like good god who was that and why aint he already pulled over by the cops and they all smiled and said he is a out of towner that just got his truck back from cedar city diesel and he is looking for a race.
Well my friends checked out his motor and said the only ppl we knew to call was me and tyson and now your here and tyson is on his way so I said well flag him down and we will talk, well this guy pulls up all cocky and turns up a beer and I was like hell no I aint racing this fool well he started the smack talking about being unbeatable which just drives me crazy.
So after some words and tyson showing up we headed out to our local street strip which is a little over a mile its a good place to race out in the country never any cars, so since tyson has a 6.4 he raced him first tyson got beat by about 3 truck lengths which killed tyson because he has the river city 585 tune with a small shot of nos, but his trans messed up a little so he thought that was his problem.
So with me still being a stock motor stock turbo truck I have a s400 and im gonna have my injecters cut 60% over I just havnt got to it yet, so we line them up I spool to 10lbs the arms drop and were off, holy shit the front my truck went about a two foot to the right and hopped about 4 times then she dug in and I was off get to the qtr mile mark I check my mirrors seen the ford was still behind me.
We go back to town and we all stop to talk about the race the ford pulls up and rolls down the window and asked who drives the black dirtymax and I said me why and he says come here so I walk up to him and he says man that is one bad ass truck what all do you have done to it and I said well just a stock motor with the stock turbo with a built trans with a efi live tune and his jaw hits the floor he said you are joking I said no look I raise the hood and he was in shock he said well you have meth and I said no I was running straight water but look its froze so it didnt work so the guy changed his attitude and starting being nicer so next time I raise im gonna leave at 8lbs and see if I dont wheel hope. hope you enjoy the story
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