Old Homie built a V8 Vega, when Vegas were still young :steering: He put the narrowest GM 10 or 12 bolt he could find under it and some big Cragars and then made the necessary ride height adjustment. Needless to say there was a substantial amount of tire hangin' out in the breeze. He took the little booger over the pass to the big city to hit San Bernardino Racing, one of the very early Super Shops. He was on the freeway and got lit up by CHP. He knew he was in trouble when he looked in the side view mirror and the LEO was resting his foot on the drive tire while writing the ticket :lol:.