1970 PLUM CRAZY CUDA

1971 , THE CATTLE GUARDS ( NORTHEAST OF RENO, NV.) I AM DRIVING A LIME GREEN 70 CUDA 440 , SIX PACK , STICK , NO MODS WHATSOEVER , WELL THE HEADERS ARE OPEN AND SOME TIMING ADJUSTMENTS , WE ARE AT 5000 FEET ABOVE SEA LEVEL…
IT'S MIDNIGHT AND AS WE CREST THE HILL OUT OF SPARKS , NV AND LOOK DOWN THE PYRAMID HIGHWAY INTO THE VALLEY THERE IS A MILE OF CARS AHEAD OF US , RED LIGHTS SNAKING ALONG THE COUNTRYSIDE….. BEHIND US ANOTHER MILE OR SO OF HEADLIGHTS FOLLOWING US DOWN TO THE “GUARDS” THE CATTLE GUARDS WAS THE UNOFFICIAL OFFICIAL DRAGSTRIP FOR NORTHERN NEVADA …….. THE QUARTER MILE BEGINS 25 OR 30 YARDS NORTH OF THE GUARDS … THE STARTING LINE HAS BEEN PAINTED MANY TIMES AND IS VISIBLE EVEN ON THE MOONLESS NIGHTS….. AS THE HUNDRED OR SO CARS BEGIN TO ARRIVE THEY BEGIN TO TAKE UP OBSERVATION POINTS ALONG THE START LINE .. ONE YOUNG BLONDE KID JUMPS OUT OF HIS 69 CHARGER R/T OPENS HIS TRUNK AND TAKES OUT A 5 FOOT HIGH MASS OF WIRING AND LIGHTS THAT REALLY DOES RESEMBLE A XMAS TREE…..
LEE HAS BUILT US A STARTERS LIGHT FOR OUR FRIDAY DRAGS….. THE TREE GOES UP AND THE CARS BEGIN TO JOCKEY FOR POSITION TO STAGE NEXT TO THEIR CHALLENGES TWO BY TWO GOING DOWN THE “OLD SPANISH SPRINGS ROAD”........ THE EXHAUST SOUNDS ARE DEAFENING AND ADDICTIVE …….I AM THREE RACES OUT AND MY PATIENCE IS WEARING THIN ...I HAVE RUN THIS STRIP A HUNDRED TIMES THE RIDE IS ALWAYS THE SAME….ONLY THE CARS OR THE COMPETITION CHANGES , WIN SOME LOSE SOME … THE CUDA IS READY IF I AM … AS I BRING UP THE RPM SLOWLY I CAN FEEL THE BRUTAL 400+ HORSEPOWER.. THE UNBELIEVABLE TORQUE THAT I AM ABOUT TO UNLEASH … THE LEFT LEG BEGINS THE SLIGHT TREMOR THAT HOLDING THE CLUTCH DOWN WITH ANTICIPATION BRINGS ON…...THE SIMPLE FLICK OF MY RIGHT FOOT BRINGS THE RPM UP INSTANTLY AND AS I ANTICIPATE THE TREE , THE THOUGHT CROSSES MY MIND THAT I AM ABOUT TO UNLEASH 400+ HORSEPOWER AND 500 + FT LBS OF TORQUE.. ALL HOPEFULLY GOING IN THE SAME DIRECTION THAT I CURRENTLY HAVE THE WINDSHIELD POINTED IN…… THE TREE BEGINS TO DROP MY RIGHT FOOT FLICKS THE RPM UP TO A LITTLE OVER 4000 . MY LEFT LEG KNOWS TO DUMP THE CLUTCH HARD AND THEN HAVE A CONTROLLED SPASM IN MY RIGHT FOOT THAT WILL NOT RELEASE THE THROTTLE UNTIL AFTER I PASS THE MARKERS AT THE END OF THE RACE….. THE QUARTER GOES BY SO FAST THAT I DON'T EVEN HAVE TIME TO THINK ABOUT THE POWER SHIFTS …..JUST KEEP YOUR RIGHT FOOT ON THE FLOOR AND AT THE RIGHT MOMENT PUMP YOUR CLUTCH AND GRAB THE NEXT GEAR IT IS EASY……. EXCEPT THAT ALL HELL IS BREAKING LOOSE…. AND HAS BEEN EVER SINCE YOU DUMPED THAT CLUTCH ….THE TIRES ARE SCREAMING…..THE 440 CUBIC INCHES OF INSANITY UNDER THE HOOD HAS TAKEN ON A DEMONIC QUALITY ALL OF IT OWN….. GOOD GOD I THINK IT WANTS OUT!!!! …..THE ASS END OF THE CAR WANTS TO DANCE LIKE NIKI MINAJ IN TWERKING CONTEST……….. EVERY GEAR I GRAB SENDS ME HURTLING FASTER AND FASTER DOWN THE ROAD THE POWER POLES ARE FLYING BY …….THEN I PASS THE MARKER AND THE D TICKET RIDE IS OVER….
WE HAVE A D TICKET CAR RIGHT HERE IN STOCK
1970 CUDA ' … PLUMB CRAZY WITH A FACTORY VINYL TOP.. 440 SIX PACK CAR WITH A PISTOL GRIP 4 SPEED THIS CAR DECODES EXACTLY AS IT SHOULD ALL OPTIONS ARE CORRECT …..CAR HAS A BEST AVAILABLE REPLACEMENT BLOCK AND IS A 440 SIX PACK …..

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