Not to turn this into a back in the day street sweeper stakes, but here goes anyway. LOL.
I ReMEMBER running a Malibu wagon one night. I was told that it ran real good on the smack and he was told that my car ran good out the back.
He was staged on my left and I on the right. I'll never forget it. He left while I was dozing off on the couch watching channel 11 news (I slept hard) and I could see his left front fender edge through his windshield, that's how twisted that thing got.
Anyways, I delivered his agony of defeat at the Amen corner when my cylinders started making steam.
He later told me he knew that my car was a top end thug and he needed to scoot right out of the chute.

Good run.
You make us proud and anxious to read/hear more. We can't get enough.