to drive. On a 70-75 mph trip to the same track I usually get 40.2 mpg. Here is my little gas miser.









I can totally understand the gravel and dirt road thing having worked for quite a few years in a bike shop in W.Va.Mags wrote:That is new car, show room clean. Very well done. At my place not possible. Gravel road, tree debris and tree pollen.



I agree. Other than a truck going downhill fast as I know they are trying to build up speed to make the next hill, I also slow down when the traffic is trying to "push" me faster. I refuse to drive any faster than I want to. Also hate Tailgaters myself. If they are on my bumper, after a short while they'll get my Brake Lights. If that doesn't work, I just slow down a little bit more. I also always stay in the Right Lane unless I'm passing someone. If they don't like my speed, they can always pass me.BigAl52 wrote:When they do that to me I slow down to 60. Then they go around, nothing more aggravating than being tailgated.
Cowboy Gun Fan wrote:...One day I timed it. I spent 3 3/4 Hours cleaning and waxing it, lol...

YESSSSS!!!!! AND BREATHING IN THE LUNG BURNING, EYE WATERING NITRO FUMES!!! MAN THAT ALREADY GETS ME WOODY JUST THINKING IT ABOUT IT. I worked at Napa auto parts for 10yrs. And every time Ron Capps came to drag race in Pheonix AZ we would go to it.BrokenolMarine wrote:Used to love going to the drag races. While stationed in Memphis as an instructor in the mid 80s, we would attend the NHRA event there. The big names of the era were still running, and my friends and I always spent the money for pit passes. Nothing like the feeling of standing just a few feet away, only a rope between you, when the crew fires up the funny car to tune the engine after swapping pistons following a qualifying run. This was the old days of NHRA when the top guys wives rode their bikes around the pit area and would stop and chat. The drivers themselves might come up and chat with those few fans still at the rope during down time. I really loved it.
Some of the interstates here in the bigger cities always get really annoying. The speed limit is 75. People in the right lane want to go 55 and people in the left lane go 90+ you literally have to constantly change lanes just to go the speed limit.Mags wrote:Looks very nice still for 6 yrs old.
Know the feeling of being pushed down the freeway. Drove through LA area once. Couldn't keep to the speed limit. Almost bumper to bumper traffic doing 80+. Pressured to go the flow or get squished!
Firearmfanatic wrote:Some of the interstates here in the bigger cities always get really annoying. The speed limit is 75. People in the right lane want to go 55 and people in the left lane go 90+ you literally have to constantly change lanes just to go the speed limit.Mags wrote:Looks very nice still for 6 yrs old.
Know the feeling of being pushed down the freeway. Drove through LA area once. Couldn't keep to the speed limit. Almost bumper to bumper traffic doing 80+. Pressured to go the flow or get squished!
Yup you are absolutely correct. I remember that. And you were only allowed a certain amount of gallons per vehicle too.Mags wrote:In the late 70's early 80's, fake gas shortage days, the federal imposed speed limit was 55.
Firearmfanatic wrote:Some of the interstates here in the bigger cities always get really annoying. The speed limit is 75. People in the right lane want to go 55 and people in the left lane go 90+ you literally have to constantly change lanes just to go the speed limit.Mags wrote:Looks very nice still for 6 yrs old.
Know the feeling of being pushed down the freeway. Drove through LA area once. Couldn't keep to the speed limit. Almost bumper to bumper traffic doing 80+. Pressured to go the flow or get squished!

