The concept
was great. “Get a bunch of locals together and go racing. Dodge the cops the
best you can and the winner gets a few bucks.” We did this in Portland, WAY out
on the East side. Of course it was done at night on a narrow lonely road and
the cops only showed up when we ran too late at night and a local pitched a
bitch. Then everyone would get in their cars (THE ONES THEY RACED) and go home.
Now these
“locals” have invested hundreds of thousands in cars, (they can’t drive on the
street) tools, shops, trailers, etc. And no one seems to have a real job. It
must be real nice to be real rich. Oh they have 1 old Chevy pickup they show on
the streets now and then. And they show it racing now and then. Please say the
words “mindless effect.” But the driver
does wear a kind-of cowboy hate so I guess it must be true. I wonder if his
pretty-boy partner has ever twisted a wrench in his life?
To start a
race they use a guy with a flash-lite. Now this could be a bit real and a bit dangerous.
Things do explode and do damage. An acquaintance once lost a foot to a clutch gone
bad. But they did have a well-endowed lady in a bikini as a starter. I guess
the producers wanted to reduce their insurance.
In the starting
area and the pits flood lights ABOUND! But the rest of the strip is totally
black. No background lights. No stars. No McDonalds. Who can believe this?
They do have
the occasional shoving match which is complete with shouts and screams and many
“extras”
The finish
line is just a flashlight lying on a road. This could be in Lower Brule, SD. (never go there.) The results are radioed in. Radioed
by WHO ??? We never get to see these
important people. They could be drinking coffee in a Pizza-Hut someplace and
just flipping a coin to see who wins.
“Street
Outlaws?” I never see a line on the “street”
or any kind of road sign. “Outlaws?” Ya Right. The nun teaching my 7th. grade
was more of an outlaw.
All in all I
think it’s a bunch of horse apples.
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