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Was cruisin' on the freeway this weekend, heading over the hill to Malibu to a Starbucks Coffee for some hot chocolate and some serious people-watching. I came up behind a clean '80s Buick Grand National, the one with the turbo V-6. His license plate was " A V6 8 U ". ( a V-6 engine ate you!)
Evidently I caught him by surprise. I cruised up next to his open driver's window before he heard the throaty burble coming out of the Cobra's sidepipe. His first instinct was to give his lil' V6 some foot, and I did the same with my 351, keeping up with him.
After about half a second, he looked over and saw the Cobra that was exhuberating him. I saw his eyes get really big behind his Ray-Bans, his jaw dropped wide open, he backed off the gas, and then he dropped back into traffic.
I slowed down for him to catch up, but he never did catch up to me. I watched him drop back so far, old ladies in Oldsmobile sedans passed him up!
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Edley, The Cobra Rogue!
"If you think that you can cut it, if you think you got the time, you'll only get just one chance, better get it right first time. 'Cause in this game you're playing, if you lose you got to pay, and if you make just one wrong move, you'll get BLOWN AWAY. Expect no mercy.
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