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Hung out at Lead Foot City hanging with the guy I bought The Beast from (and sold The Biscayne SS to). He made three runs in my old car. He's making it into an Olds sedan.
It's an 1/8th mile track, so things ran slower than I'm accustomed at a drag strip.
We spent over two hours waiting on them cleaning up after a Mustang who should have lifted and coasted when he broke loose.
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