One night I was driving dad somewhere in a long forgotten errand of some sort. We were on a long, quiet, straight section of road and I saw someone waving a flashlight from side to side.
I didn't think twice. I simply pulled into what was either a long driveway or a fire road. I set the parking brake and turned out the lights.
''What the hell are you doing?" asked Dad.
"Drag race," I replied. "Let's watch it."
The kid with the flashlight started waving it upp and down. A couple of seconds later he shut it off, raised it aiming toward the sky, turned it on and dropped it.
Almost instantly we heard the sound of screeching tires and roaring engines that grew rapidly louder as the neared us. We also heard chirps as both drivers power shifted.
"Wow! Someone just got rubber in all four gears!" I said to dad, who was watching carefully as they raced past us. The obvious winner was about a length and a half ahead.
A second later I turned the headlights back on, backed back into the road and we went along on our merry way.
"How did you know there was going to be a drag race?" Dad asked.
"I wasn't 100% sure but I've heard some of the gearheads at school talking about it so I figured it was probably what was happening. The guy with the flashlight over there was the starter. When he dropped his light they both took off."
"You have any interest in drag racing?" he asked.
"Not other than watching them sometimes," I replied. "Maybe some Sunday we can go to New England Dragway."
"Maybe. You do know your mother's car has a 389 cubic inch engine in it." he stated.
"Yeah, but it's a lead sled," I replied. "Remember when you let me go from zero to 45 in it? I wasn't impressed."
"Hmm. What car do you thik you'll buy when you get older?" he asked.
I stopped at a stop sign and proceeded. "Probably something like this. Inexpensive to buy, inexpensive to run. Simple basic transportation."
"Makes sense," he replied.
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