Cruise Strip Drag Racing

**[The Author does not condone the use of alchol by under age drinkers]**

"Hey, about one of those there beer's partner." you ask him trying to get on his good side.

"Sure buddy, come on in." He leads you into the trailer and walks over to the fridge and grabs you a cold one and tosses it to you.

You notice a Rebel flag hanging over the couch in the living room. "Hey you should see this lil miniture statue I have of General Lee I'd bet you'd like it"

"Ya, I like that sorta stuff buddy. Damn fool look'n like he ain't commin over. Tell ya what buddy let's go take a look at that their Camaro."

You both walkout to the car. "You know I built it myself. I got chrome Molly's Piston's in her, MSD Ignition, Flowmasters turned down, K&N airfilter, Aluminum heads, and a Competition Cam with a heavy lope. This puppy's got it all I tell ya. But I tell ya what, Being that we both southern boys I'm going to let you take her from me."

You write out a check quickly before I change my mind and grab the keys and go!