Now this goes back to 1994 when I was in high school. The city I live in has a lot of gearheads and nice cars. And back then on Friday and Saturday nights down town was the place to be. We have a section that is a one way street for 3 blocks. The it loops and goes back the other way a block over. There would be people racing all night long. If you were cruising and heard some engines reving, that meant get out of the way because there was gonna be a race. Even the cops used to leave us alone (sometimes they even sat there and watched lol).
So me and my best friend at the time were out cruising. I was in my Monza and he was in his 80 Monte. Our cars were pretty mild (we were still in school), but still pretty quick. So we're cruising around and we park our cars to talk for a bit. My buddy is in his Monte and I'm talking to him through his window. And we are parked right across the street from an empty lot where all the hot rodders hung out. So year as we're talking all of a sudden we hear this voice yell "HEY YOU TWO!" I look back and there this guy who looks about 6'6" with long hair and moccasins walking towards us. And this guy just looked terrifying, and he was moving in pretty fast. Me and my buddy both look at each other and say "oh sh*t, what's this about?". When the guy get's up to us he says " a buch of us are going racing on some back roads. You guys can come with us if you want" We were both relieved, we thought we were gonna get our asses kicked there for a minute lol.
So yeah we went with them and were out there for almost 4 hours. Was a good night and met a lot of the local car guys that night. I don't think either of us even raced. We were to busy checking out all the other guys cars lol.
but sadly when the rice rockets started getting popular our cruise nights died. It just started getting good again the last couple of years. It's almost like all the hot rodders started new projects at the same time and finished around the same time. Because most of that old crowd has been coming back, and with better cars. Or maybe they just all got tired of all the rice on our streets lol.
So me and my best friend at the time were out cruising. I was in my Monza and he was in his 80 Monte. Our cars were pretty mild (we were still in school), but still pretty quick. So we're cruising around and we park our cars to talk for a bit. My buddy is in his Monte and I'm talking to him through his window. And we are parked right across the street from an empty lot where all the hot rodders hung out. So year as we're talking all of a sudden we hear this voice yell "HEY YOU TWO!" I look back and there this guy who looks about 6'6" with long hair and moccasins walking towards us. And this guy just looked terrifying, and he was moving in pretty fast. Me and my buddy both look at each other and say "oh sh*t, what's this about?". When the guy get's up to us he says " a buch of us are going racing on some back roads. You guys can come with us if you want" We were both relieved, we thought we were gonna get our asses kicked there for a minute lol.
So yeah we went with them and were out there for almost 4 hours. Was a good night and met a lot of the local car guys that night. I don't think either of us even raced. We were to busy checking out all the other guys cars lol.
but sadly when the rice rockets started getting popular our cruise nights died. It just started getting good again the last couple of years. It's almost like all the hot rodders started new projects at the same time and finished around the same time. Because most of that old crowd has been coming back, and with better cars. Or maybe they just all got tired of all the rice on our streets lol.
