People could call me whatever they wanted to as long as they were handing me their cash!!! I made more money street racing in the mid 80's than I did working my job and I was WELL paid for that era. Not a minimum wager, making more money than my mother who was a nurse.
I hid things all over the car. Places that you'd never look, behind panels, routing in the engine compartment that you can't see... The BEST... My entire roll bar was a nitrous bottle! Car ran REALLY hard with no bottles in it.
