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"Just tell them it's a 318, they'll never know....." a common response here, and all over the webs. I've never played the game. Is it to make the brand of Mopar look awesome? Is it to make themselves look awesome? My 360 is a 360, and I'll never tell the chevy guy it's a 273. It's usually the other way for me, they accuse my 318 of being a 340 or something. If I believe in my Mopar, then I'll let it speak for itself.

What's your take on it ???????? :realcrazy:
 
If I'm a street racer, I never tell the truth. Nobody does. But since I'm not..... it kinda depends on who is asking.
I usually tell the truth, but if somebody asks about my Opel, I tell em it's a "hundred over 396" . Not my fault if they think 421.... and not 496.lol
(I'm betting very few believe it's a 396. I wouldn't).
 
Depends- car show. I tell the truth.
Street racing I always under bid. If I lost then I take the hit but don’t look as bad when i ran against a much bigger engined car.
Look small and carry a big stick.
 
I remember riding with a friend in his Duster, when we were challenged to an impromptu street race,
by a guy with a small block gen 1 camaro.
After we destroyed him, he came back and asked what was in the Duster. When we told him 318 with a four barrel, he looked crushed, like he believed us.

He probably would have had a better idea of what he was up against if he had noticed the narrowed Dana 60, big tires, and four inch exhaust.


Edit: I guess I forgot to mention, it had a 500+hp 440,a mid 11s street car, back when that was fast. (2 3/8 semi fenderwell headers (probably WAY too big) and 4" collector, with 4" pipe back to a 2 1/2 turbo muffler, cause bigger muffs weren't common then)
 
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If I'm a street racer, I never tell the truth. Nobody does. But since I'm not..... it kinda depends on who is asking.
I usually tell the truth, but if somebody asks about my Opel, I tell em it's a "hundred over 396" . Not my fault if they think 421.... and not 496.lol
(I'm betting very few believe it's a 396. I wouldn't).

Exactly this ^^^^^

The problem with street racing is everyone is a lier. Even if it is the truth, it’s assumed a lie because 97% of everyone else is a lier.

Before you line up to race for the money, they want to know everything. It’s really none of there biz. I just admit (or claim in there eyes) that I am not pressurized or use N02. I don’t lift the hood. Take it or leave it.

It had gotten to hairy for me at the back street drags. People were getting nuts and physical. Language was getting way over done. Stupid ****. Show me you have no N02! They want in your trunk, under your back seat, it was insane. **** that. Run what ya brung.

I’m just wanna know honestly if your pressurized and/or running N02.

The biggest problem is the money. We were pretty well organized. There was a group of guys that handled certain areas that they took control over and ran that part of the night’s activity. The Money man, line ref, flag dropper, finish line camera man. Walkie talkies were used and the decision was final.

To many clowns loose and run off, everyone screaming He jumped, crying about there burn out not being good enough. I had asshats demand they get a cars length because a SB MoPar has 18* valve angles.

If someone wants to run me now (and for a long time this is just the way it gets done) it’s at the track. Just like regular competition rules. Heads up, 1 burn out, Christmas tree lights, finish line lights say who won. Not giving anyone a jump, a leave, or any length head start. Both have the same Christmas tree lights and you cut your light. Red light loses.

A agreed on money man.
(That’s hardest!)
 
I remember riding with a friend in his Duster, when we were challenged to an impromptu street race,
by a guy with a small block gen 1 camaro.
After we destroyed him, he came back and asked what was in the Duster. When we told him 318 with a four barrel, he looked crushed, like he believed us.

He probably would have had a better idea of what he was up against if he had noticed the narrowed Dana 60, big tires, and four inch exhaust.

Now that’s funny and I’ve done that before.
Screw them! Give them a complex! Make’em feel stupid.

I was riding with a buddy that actually had a 318 worked up via the MP Bible for just a basic street ride. 13 second zone set up. We were cruising the Blvd. and a 94/96 styled Camaro challenged us. My buddy slammed the go pedal and away we went. Oooo, so sweet acceleration. The Camaro just blew his tires off and he didn’t over and over.

Nothing like seeing the chump bail out into a parking lot to hide his head and cheesy *** patchy mustache from sight.
 
Where we used to run (Groton, CT- Clarence B sharp highway) it was strictly for bragging rights. Some times a duche bag would show up with a track only car wanting cash to run.
We typically never took the bait. I ran everything from Rotories to big block and my Demon (back then) held its own without power adders. But I’d never tell them about the 4:30 gears out back.
Steep gears for a street car (28” tires)
Anyhow my story was keep it clean and fast. This high dollar money crap on the street is why people get hurt.
 
I've tried to run the shot my 225 is a 440 but people don't seem to bite.
 
Drug money changed a lot of the street race code of - You lost, you paid. Sometimes guys would be bitches about, but they knew the word would get out they welched and didn't want that on them. The true jackasses started showing up, lose badly and pull guns, etc. F that. I'm not getting shot over a race.

I never told the truth, but I didn't ever race for bragging rights. I'd shoe a bunch of cars because the owners were afraid of them. Having a true 9 second car on the street in the mid 80's took some doing. There was a stable of cars that we could roll out from 9.40 to 11.50 on any night and every one would hook in a sandbox.
 
Maybe the difference is big city vs us country bumpkins :D I guess my crowd didn't have deceit.... Fastest way to lose friends was to lie. Even today, the few car guys I know won't lie to you. If your 396 couldn't beat my 318, then maybe it's time to switch brands...
 
Drug money changed a lot of the street race code of - You lost, you paid. Sometimes guys would be bitches about, but they knew the word would get out they welched and didn't want that on them. The true jackasses started showing up, lose badly and pull guns, etc. F that. I'm not getting shot over a race.
It was getting there when I quit. The mouth running! Holy Mac & Cheese! Some guys tried to be smart asses. Ether you show/prove to me you don’t have N02 or your admitting you have it. (What?! Really?! Oh Lord! Dude! Just **** off.)

Where I was, the amount of cars and people, you could just go spot to spot and never have an issue there were so many places racing at night.

While the word got out, it was slow to reach some places.


I never told the truth, but I didn't ever race for bragging rights. I'd shoe a bunch of cars because the owners were afraid of them. Having a true 9 second car on the street in the mid 80's took some doing. There was a stable of cars that we could roll out from 9.40 to 11.50 on any night and every one would hook in a sanbox.
That’s a serious car and that took some doing as well as cash to make it happen. NOT at every corner! LOL
 
Maybe the difference is big city vs us country bumpkins :D I guess my crowd didn't have deceit.... Fastest way to lose friends was to lie. If your 396 couldn't beat my 318, then maybe it's time to switch brands...

I like an honest guy. I like to race for bragging rights. Not that it was a huge deal for a lot of guys I knew. In reality, it was just for fun. This is what I enjoy. Just having fun. I run my best and if I get beat, maybe I’ll ask for a rematch. If I can’t beat you, no worries. It normally ended up in tech talk and a new friend.

For me, it’s all about the camaraderie. And yes, of course trying to go fast. If I can pick up a tip from a guy or hand one out, all the better!
 
It normally ended up in tech talk and a new friend.
This ^^^ is how it was for me. When in my early 20's, I pounded a 350 vette something fierce with my 318 Demon. He sold his vette and bought a Dart off of me, then the 318 when I upgraded to a 340. He ended up being a good friend.
 
My old county is 22 miles east to west, 23 miles north to south, it has a population of 1.385 million, the next county east is Suffolk with 1.525 million but more than double the land area, to the west is Queens county NYC, population of 2.361 million.

Much of the racing happened in Nassau county as the city is a bit crowded until the wee hours of the morning when the racing starts.

If you ever plan to be in lower NY on Long Island, let me know. I’ll used you to car shows that are free and are just simple gatherings where the cars in the parking lots will easily number over 3K every meet night.
 
There was a pretty good core group of fast guys that knew each other. If we went to a new location, someone knew the info about who the players were and the fish.

It was all good, even with the BS about the cars and bending the truth. I used to chuckle when the bottle got pulled from my car. Yeah it's not ALL gone quite yet! :lol:
 
I’m going back to the 80’s as it seems most of you people relate.
Again I never ran a bottle but many did. I was amazed when you got to know a good and fast car. How the drivers hid the Nos and the lengths to conceal they ran a bottle. One guy had his solenoids and sprayers mounted under his intake and the wiring and lines drilled behind the back of the block and hid the bottle uunder the backseat. Controlled by the high beam floor switch.

The best one was the nos kits that were like 50shots. Guys putting them on Chevettes and Escorts. Trying to race anyone. Always good for a loud boom and metal fragments everywhere.
 
It a bullshitters game. Not for me.

In the 80's had a GTX I raced all the time, but an all stock show car, with stock air cleaner, iron manifolds, street tires, etc. 14.00's at sea level in cool air. Not a 10 second car but 14.0 on the street was fast back then.

I go to a street race spot, I see a GT 500 Shelby drive in. I had my hood open an talking to another guy when he comes up wanting to race me.

I asked what he's driving, let's go look at it. He is telling a BS story about his small block clone mustang WITH GT 500 stripes to be cool. Well I knew quite a bit about fords and Shelby's and I ask him to open the hood or we don't race. More bs about how it's hard to open, blah blah. I says I'll race you but I want to see what I'm racing. So he opens the hood and I point out how and why it's a dual quad 428! He couldn't believe I knew. LOL

We race and he blew the tires off like in the rain and I just drove away like he was standing still.

My friends say the crowd went wild.
 
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"Just tell them it's a 318, they'll never know....." a common response here, and all over the webs. I've never played the game. Is it to make the brand of Mopar look awesome? Is it to make themselves look awesome? My 360 is a 360, and I'll never tell the chevy guy it's a 273. It's usually the other way for me, they accuse my 318 of being a 340 or something. If I believe in my Mopar, then I'll let it speak for itself.

What's your take on it ???????? :realcrazy:
Here's what I have going on. I don't lie about it. The previous owner built a clone. I tell that story.

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This isn't about a race, but about a clone claiming to be a rare & valuable car BS story.

I was 300 miles away at a friends place and we see a superbird out on the street, we were in a 60's mopar so we get him to pull over and we look it over. So it's a clone with the VIN covered, looks good though, nicely done car.

Fast forward 7 years and I go to a show in between and he is there with his wife and strongly eluding/insinuating that the car is real. It was an open show so nobody knows any different So I quietly tell him I can see the car is a clone, and show him. He can't believe someone knows this, so I remind him of our meeting and him readily stating it was a clone back then. His wife is saying I'm bad mouthing their car. No, I said I'm just calling it what it is, a clone. There is no doubt it's the same guy and car both times.

Just a 70 year old punk.
 
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Now that’s funny and I’ve done that before.
Screw them! Give them a complex! Make’em feel stupid.

I was riding with a buddy that actually had a 318 worked up via the MP Bible for just a basic street ride. 13 second zone set up. We were cruising the Blvd. and a 94/96 styled Camaro challenged us. My buddy slammed the go pedal and away we went. Oooo, so sweet acceleration. The Camaro just blew his tires off and he didn’t over and over.

Nothing like seeing the chump bail out into a parking lot to hide his head and cheesy *** patchy mustache from sight.
I built the 13 sec 318 mp bible myself but i used spray instead of the gears and stall
Most guys i raced had spray
My car was a 68 dart 270 most thought it had 273 not my problem :)
I won alot of money with that car as a punk
My fav was beating a mint stock 67 triple black coronet rt 426 hemi 4spd 4.10s
I raced people that asked
If i asked it was something i shoudnt beat 350 vega 4.56s no spray
289 pinto 302 heads 4spd 4.56 spool spray
57 chevy 327 4spd 4.56s spray
good old days
 
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