If your car could talk

AND NOW, and incredibly annoying story from the old days

"Somewhere in the midst" of the "gas shortage" of the 70's I had a bright idea to turn my 64 Dodge 440 (body) into more of a hotrod, and turn my 440-6 RR into "more of" an economy car. This turned out to get accelerated because I'd been trapped by the CHP (San Diego, NAS Miramar at the time) ---trapped in a roadsite smog check.

So I bought a low miles junkyard 340 and stuck that into the 70RR. In order to get it in and running, I'd talked the junkyard into throwing in a set of 318 B body manifolds and "Y" piple.

So when I first got the 340 driveable, I was BROKE and it had 318 single exhaust. THE PERFORMANCE was completely driveable, but not terrible "impressive."

So:

A friend of mine and I were wandering around one night, headed eventually to his place S of San Diego in Paradise Hills, (National City.) We were stopped at this light at the throat of a 2-lane freeway entrance onto I-5S from San Diego. Gary says "you know these guys in this van?" I look over and said "no."

"Well they were sure looking YOU over"

So the light is green, we turn the corner, I accelerate some, and we get on the freeway. And here comes the van, he wants to race. This is a hippy van don't remember what. So I so I sped up some, and got ahead of him, he should have realized "this is not a race."

HERE HE COMES AGAIN!!!!

So I get into 3rd, and jump into the mighty 340/ single exhaust, and I'm ahead of him 'some' and I look into the driver's mirror just in time to see them MAKE A LEFT TURN AND CRASH into the center divider and do a multi- turn roll. !!!! WTF??!! WHA??? THE??FFFF????

So Gary and I are saying "WTF??" and we get of the freeway in "dark city" and wander around til we get up near the freeway cut and we can see red and blue.

And we are standing there, in this residential area, looking through the freeway fence at the show going on and saying ????WTF?????

And the NEXT THING WE KNOW, had not noticed, one of the passengers had CROSSED THE WHOLE FREEWAY, CRAWLED UP THE BANK, AND THROUGH A HOLE in the fence, and he's standing over there in the dark yelling AT US.

"HEY You're the XXXXX'ers that was tryin' ta race us!!!!"

And Gary says, "hey man we weren't racing ANY BODY"

"Yeh!! YEH!!! You are the XXXXXX'ers that was RACIN US!!!!"

So we turn about and head for the car and get the F outta there

We watched the news, and never did hear if / who got hurt, and I guess nobody died.

To this day I have no idea what was up with that stupid van or why he couldn't keep it on the freeway and pretty much nowadays "average" speeds