One of my favorite memories. A savvy street racer always just wins by a fender... My Challenger had the original, dull paint, stock exhaust manifolds and a 383 pie tin on the extremely worked 440. I was up against a 455 SD Trans Am. Coming out of the hole I got into it a bit too much and ended up on the dirt shoulder of the road. I got it back on the road and then proceeded to reel in the 8 or 10 carlengths that the SD had gained. No one would race me the rest of the night after that, everyone did want to look under the hood though.
