Guys, I've had a long, frustrating day, tell me your best/favorite car story.

Ran from the law last time I drove my torino. Had a 74 torino with a 351w. Crate engine, 425hp. World products heads, high compression pistons, hooker long tube headers, all comp cams valvetrain, 2 1/2 inch pipes with thrush glass packs. Precision torque converter, stock .270 gears. I broke an ear drum with it under an overpass once on the interstate. Anyway, this white ford explorer was tailgating me on I-35 southbound in Iowa, around the ankeny area. I'm idling at 80mph and this douche canoe is right up my ass. So I figure fuck it. Lets see what she's got, for safety's sake. Tailgating is dangerous. I put it in 2nd gear, and held it to the floor. Hit 125mph in second, around 6,000 rpm. Then I shifted into 3rd, and pinned it for about a minute. Yeah, he's gone. he tried, but he lost. Well, I decide since we are going to come up on civilization here in about 30 seconds, its time for some brakes. Get it slowed down to where the needle is just out of the odometer.. And its the highway patrol, going the opposite direction, with his brakes locked up. He's sliding onto a bridge, and its a mile before he can turn that bitch around. So I have two choices. Stop, get my ticket for 140 in a 70, OORRR, I can hammer down, take this exit, and see what happens. I took the exit, and got it slowed to 45 before i had to run the stop sign at the bottom. Smashed the throttle really, really hard then, took it into town, and looked for a place to turn off. There's no damn place to turn off for over a mile. I get to thinking, "surely that wasn't for me, surely that trooper was just sliding his car onto a bridge for that douchewaffle in the exploder back there. So I look in my rear view. A mile back, here this trooper comes. He doesn't slow or even LOOK for traffic. Just slides it through the stop sign and across four lanes. Yeah, its all in my head.. So I'm making the first left, and he can't cut me off, because there's no place to do it. He's got to make a choice here, and there's only one, so he makes it. Well, I take my car back to the interstate, and merge right back on, driving like a normal human now, because you can hear this thing for miles. I see six highway patrol cars in different colors are hauling ass going the other way. Obviously none of my business. My floorboards were so hot the undercoating was melting off the car. I hid the car out a couple hours at work, then took it home and yanked the engine and whatever else was still good on it. The whole time expecting johhny law to show up at my door. In the morning I had the local car scrapyard pick up the carcass while I was at work. Figured if they towed it away with no paperwork, as they are wont to do.. My story could be I sold that thing last week for scrap. One of my buddies reminded me when I told him about the douche riding my ass in the explorer, the local sheriff's office has white, unmarked explorers.

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