My First Butt Whippin By A Z

[CANDYBLUE2+2]

It's 1979, my friend and I are on our way to Mid-Ohio Sports Car Course for a Trans Am race. Tooling down the Interstate in my 78 Chevy Monza with a nasty little V-8, speedometer pegged @ 85mph...thats right, that's as high as it went then, (gas crunching days) probably faster, but who knows! In my rear view mirror, I see what looks to be a string of headlights comin on pretty fast. So I pick it up a bit more, and the headlights keep comming on. Well, I'm not one to want to be busted going over a 100 so I let up a bit, since I wasn't too sure of my speed anyway. And in what seemed liked just a few seconds SIX of the prettiest little sports cars I'd ever laid eyes on blew by me and my buddy like we were parked...All Z's in case you hadn't figured it out by now. I knew then that I had to have one, and when I realized I was just blown off the road by a straight six, I knew the Japanese had something going on. It would be nine years before I could fullfill that wish. Now Iv'e had my 74 for 19 years and it's been quite a ride. Just wanted to share my Z story with you all...Hope you enjoed it.

[280z1975]

That's a great story ... I always saw my Uncles Z in the garage and knew it was something cool. Only took me 10 years after I first wanted it to get it from him ... best yet, for free (btw, it was the most expensive free thing I have ever got :stupid: )