View Full Version : Anyone need a new car?

AGN Fuel
2005-Jul-19, 12:10 AM
Just one previous owner (http://cgi.ebay.com/ebaymotors/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&rd=1&item=4561280339&catego ry=15289&sspagename=WDVW) - a little old lady who drove it to church on Sundays. C'mon, would I lie to you??

Charlie in Dayton
2005-Jul-19, 12:42 AM
Away back when in the days when Detroit had just discovered drag racing, and you'd see all sorts of The New Whatzits out there carrying the corporate flag on SundaySundaySunday afternoons on the local strip, there were more than a few jet exhibition cars running around.
There was this nice lookin' mid-60's sporty-model Mercury convertible making the rounds...390 V8, C-6, no roll cage, just a chrome bar, stock seats and seat belts...bright red paint job, violently yellow letters, and a jet engine in the trunk.
After the burner pops and the obligatory 'setting the starting line back fence on fire', they'd load it on a trailer and head for their next gig. But sometimes, if it wasn't that far, and a crew member wanted to get a head start, they'd just drive the car there...
Why not? It was completely street legal, plates and all...it just had a jet engine in the trunk, with a tonneau cover over the back seat where the air intake was.
The story goes, crew member was tooling down The Great American Highway late one night headed for the next night's exhibition, when a carload of local yokels passed him. CM (crew member) took no notice, but LY's slowed down, dropped back, and swung out into the left lane to gawk at this brightly-colored invader into their world. There was much hoo'ing and hah'ing and razzing and invitations to examine the respective vehicles' speed potentials. LY's sped off into the darkness with a final cheap expletive listing the size of certain male protuberances belonging to CM...and CM finally had enough.
The tale goes that he kept the LY's taillights in sight as he reached behind him and pulled the cover off the area over the back seat/jet intake. A few switches were flipped, and lo and behold, the jet's tach started to show life -- seems that CM was going fast enough that just enough air was going into the intake that the compressor blades would spin. A few more switches were flipped, and the jet belched to life.

The story ends with the picture in the mind's eye...

It's a dark summer night in the American hinterlands, with a two lane road stretching out. A big sedan full of hootin'n'hollerin' teenagers is headed down the road. Suddenly, the night is lit up like day, as out in the left lane, a red Mercury convertible doing 150+ goes by, with a twenty-foot tongue of full-afterburner blue fire shooting out the back...

Wouldn't ya just love to have been there???