Convertible Z28.
Six Speed Manual.
Cold air.
I-5, south of Los Banos.
5AM.
One minute.
150.
Awesome!!!
On the way to Vegas at 2 AM, this particular fellow thought it would be fun to see what the Porsche could do.
Somewhere past Zyzzyx Road, where the 15 Freeway winds through the hills, this particular person was going about 130 MPH or so while having a wonderful and exhilarating time.
Coming around a bend, this particular driver came upon an 18 Wheeler doing about 50 MPH. In the wink of an eye, or was it 1.5 seconds, this particular fellow saw his life flash before his eyes as he veered to the left and missed the rear end of the 18 Wheeler by what seemed at the time a few millimeters.
Needless to say, this incident was something that has not been repeated, except for the time I, oops he, almost hit a Cow while driving through New Mexico in the middle of the night on I-25 (I believe) while on a trip with a former girlfriend in her Galaxie 500.
Those were the days...