harrisonm
Well-Known Member
Many years ago (in 1969), my girlfriend (now my wife of 50 years) and I were cruising in my 69 Barracuda 340 Formula S. She wanted to drive, but she did not know how to drive a stick. So, I took her to a deserted area and taught her. She did really well, so I decided to let her drive home. We came to the intersection of two main 4 lane streets and had to stop. We were at the front, and several cars were stopped behind us. Unfortunately, the direction we were going was uphill. I told her to take her foot off the brake and quickly give it gas and release the clutch so as not to roll back too far. She killed it twice with not enough gas. People were honking. I said give it more gas this time. She did! She floored the gas and dumped the clutch. She burned the tires all the way across the intersection. Funny thing is that there was a cop car just across the street. He watched the whole thing. I just waved at him, and he waved back. You could see him laughing.