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Meh, when I was 17 years old, I went to Etown to race some assclown I went to school with. My car kept dying on me, stalling out and ****. I was very pissed. Car wouldnt start, kept getting a jump all the way through the pits. It finally didnt start anymore, and my ex gf went with my friend to go get a new battery from where ever, and came back. We dropped it in the car, I then decided to rev the engine at 1500-2k rpm to keep the alt charging as we all belived thats what it iwas. Well, sitting in the staging lanes int he middle of May, at about 80* that night, spinning the engine at 2k rpm, not moving foward...things tend to overheat.
Radiator blew and I spilled alllllll the coolant allllll over the staging lanes. I felt like a dickhead.
3 guys came over to me, one said he had a twin-fan radiator from his IROC at his house 10 mins away, and the other 2 are mechanics, and they got the radiator out in 5 mins. I got the new radiator, gallon of water and coolant, and was back at the track before closing. I thanked them for helping me out of a bind, and they disappeared into the night.
If I ever meet any of those 3 guys again, I owe them a few rounds at the bar.
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2/20/2013: They Day the ****s Stopped
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