This past weekend, I headed out to the Reno-Fernley Raceway for some heart pumping drag racing.
The raceway is about a half hour drive East of Reno. It is a beautiful drive. We arrived shortly after 6:00, and after I got my 2000 Pontiac Firebird Trans Am Ram Air checked by the tech inspector, I was off to the races. Literally.
It was me against my brother in his 1985 Mustang. It really wasn’t a fair race against him, but he had been drag racing before. I had not.
Our first race, we pulled up, and I winged it as I figured out how the starting lights (aka Christmas Tree) worked. My reaction time was really slow, but once I got going, I punched it and let it ride.
And then I was thinking, “Where does this race end?”
There was no distinct line to show me where the race was, so I just kept going. That is, I kept going until I saw the pavement was about to end.
Yes, my first 1/4 mile race was almost a 1/2 mile.
Luckily, for the second race, I had someone point out the finish line, and I slowed down once I hit that line.
The drag strip is very nice, and believe me, it will truly get your blood pumping. Here are a few pictures from Friday night’s race:
Here is the line up of the night… Trans Am versus Mustang. One of the oldest rivalries in the car business!
And this is what happened every time…. That’s right, I spanked him! He beat me out of the hole every time, but every time I was able to come from behind and beat him… SIGNIFICANTLY!