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RE: The Time I Said "No Thanks" to a Sleepover on Girl Scout Island
Ah... Memories of the NY State Thruway! I forget where it turns due west but I was on that part in my 66 SS 396 (650 HP) I got clocked at 210! The cop was great (he had a 383 Interceptor that he "played with a little on weekends) The thing was a dragster, he caught me in about a mile! He warned me that his jurisdiction ended in about 15 miles and the "next guy was a real prick"... I got off with a warning and "nice ride."
Damn, he closed on you doing 210! It turns left heading towards Albany and takes out to Rochester.
Albany is what I thought but it's been many, many years (and miles). Yeah- the guy was driving a dragster! His first words were "pop your hood." He took me back to the cruiser (a Fury III) and popped his... It looked like the cover of Hot Rod Magazine! He had nitrous... that's how he got me so quick I'm sure.
"pop your hood" rather than, "do you know how fast you were going?"
That's a terrific story.