Well since my dad was a gear head we decided to do the traditional burnout in front of our houses 2 days after he passed away. I had my nephew in the car with me, and every one was watching on the grass. Video was rolling everyone silent.
Line lock on...preload ..1st gear, rev motor...dump clutch, Tires are spinning running on the limiter at 6800 rpm, grab 2nd spinning tires on the limiter........car is moving faster...and faster...my foot stays on the gas ...engine on the limiter...and I start to steer...car is going faster and faster....by this time I am 60' down the road infront of my house now trying to steer the car and heading straight for the ditch...car is not steering, tires are locked....before I know it I am going into the ditch ( thankgoodness it is small) and into our front yard.. Whole time going into the ditch and up into the yard my foot stays firmly planted on the gas as I frose until the moment I relized the line lock was still on, I turned it off ( disadvantage of having line lock button on the dash). We got back up onto the road and back to where everyone is watching. All we could do was get out and laugh our heads off....This was the best memorial burnout , it ended in the way my dad would have wanted....laughing our heads off...he was such a goof ball and joker when he was not sick in his earlier years.
My nephew I'm sure will never forget the burnout for Grandpa. When I looked at him just after I turned off the line lock he had the look of hokey crap!!!!
So after all this laughing..I want to see the video right away...well... in all the excitement and her fear of us rolling the car, and almost hitting the telephone pole , my sister dropped the camera and it will not read what she had recorded ...bummer....it would have been the most holarious thing to watch and now it can only be remembered in our thoughts.
So now 2 weeks later I can laugh at the marks on the road going straight for the ditch, through the ditch, across the grass. The under side of the car on the lowered beam is full of dirt and grass which can stay there forever in memory.
What a great burnout for my dad ...
Kevin
