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To: Sir Auric Goldfinger who wrote (628)	8/21/2000 1:19:08 PM
From: who cares?	Read Replies (3) \| Respond to of 5698

This audible friction line reminds me of the greatest non dragstrip burnout I ever saw. When I was a wee lad of 13ish I had a redneck cuzzin with a POS 1973 Chevy truck, actually it was my uncle's POS. My cuz was working for my dad at the time, and one Friday after getting his paycheck he backed out in the street, proceeded to get going backwards at a decent clip before launching forward. That POS truck was the burnout machine. It sat there, velocity practically nil, just frying the damn tires, smoke boiling off, before slowly gaining forward momentum. It even got a real nice second gear scratch and could have done more if my cuz hadn't ran out of road and had to brake. It was a hot summer day with no breeze and the smoke was still hanging very very thick in the air about 30 seconds later when the police rolled up demanding who had done it. Of course I didn't know who the mystery miscreant was, but the ol biddy that lived caddy corner to us was more than happy to point her ol biddy arthritis withered finger over toward us. My dad had to baffle em with bullshit, and they never caught cuz. We measured later, it was 180 feet, but the truly amazing feature was the large chunks of rubber that were left during the first 100 feet or so. Leave it to my uncle to buy the cheapest POS Wilderness AT like tires he could for that truck. This seems to be a lost art among the youth of today, the really good burnout, only the wannabe riceboy street racer types seem to ever do it, never just regular people in regular POS. CMB