Was what my angry neighbor yelled at us when me and 2 of my buds from the Tri-cities Mustang club pulled out of the subdivision Sat night to meet up with the rest of the stanges at a sports bar.
I think that she objected to the noise we produced and preceived us to be speeding. The two guys I was with both have Kenne Bell blowers and one is on a built 351 with a lumpy cam :)

After dinner, we took a cruise (about 8 stangs and an LS1). First stop was at a ricer lot packed with litte buzzzing 4 wheel stereos complete with flashing disco lights!. We rumbled into the other end of the lot REPRESENTIN! We got all kinds of jeers and insults yelled at us BUT NO TAKERS :D:D

Next stop, to a lot in the sticks where Nic, Paul and I got flipped off the night before by a young bunch of good ole boys. This time we were rolling in numbers. There was a little smack talk but no real action so we went down to another lot where an LS1 club and rival mustang club hang. Unfortunately, 2 of our guys stayed behind for a minute and the punks surrounded them and they almost got jumped. We will be back next week ;)

In this other lot I pulled the sweetest burn out on the way home BTW. Fri night the guys came over and we finnined lowering my stang too. schwing! All and all it was a pretty fun weekend in a stanger kind a way :p

almost got jumped for what? not driving an import?

i swear some peolpe take this shit WAY to seriously.

glad all turned out well.

Nah, what happened was some little punkass in a GT convertible was speeding through the parking lot and almost hit Jeff while he was on his way out, so Jeff jumped out and things got a little hostile.

This is why Street Racing is given a bad name!