TEAMBAJA
12-10-2006, 08:46 PM
I found the photos of my buddys 95 Cobra. Here is the "real" story (he tells a different one).
We leave a bar around last call to go eat somewhere. I walk to my car and notice he isnt around. I go back to the bar and he comes dancing out with a trash bag full of single cans of beer, smiling. My exact words to him were "if we're going to be drinking and driving, we need to get different cars!" (I had a 93 Z28 at the time). About 2 or 3 minutes after I said that, I was behind him at a light and he starts roasting tires right uptown. I said outloud (even though I was all by myself) "god d*mn it Paul"! The light changes, he goes sliding sideways into the turn and never gains control and slams head on into the pole! Hit so hard the street light itself fell and landed on the hood (and found out they are bigger than they appear!)
We leave a bar around last call to go eat somewhere. I walk to my car and notice he isnt around. I go back to the bar and he comes dancing out with a trash bag full of single cans of beer, smiling. My exact words to him were "if we're going to be drinking and driving, we need to get different cars!" (I had a 93 Z28 at the time). About 2 or 3 minutes after I said that, I was behind him at a light and he starts roasting tires right uptown. I said outloud (even though I was all by myself) "god d*mn it Paul"! The light changes, he goes sliding sideways into the turn and never gains control and slams head on into the pole! Hit so hard the street light itself fell and landed on the hood (and found out they are bigger than they appear!)