I was in O'neill this weekend visiting my family before they moved to NM. I had to go get gas before my departure, and a yellow neon R/T pulled up at the gas station, and started inquiring about my car. He asked if it was fast, I just shrugged. T1 car...bone stock (minus A/C feature, I took that off) It was full of my little brothers stuff, about six boxes, and he asked if I wanted to race. I said sure, it's been a while since I have. So...we head outta town. About ten miles out, on the top of a hill, he turns around. I'm following him, I have no idea where the hell we are at. As I turn around, I notice that you can see for about 4-5 miles of the road, and it's clear. Downhill race...ok. I stay in the correct lane, he's in the wrong lane, and we start from a 25MPH roll. I leave my car in second, his is automatic. I let him take off first, and his car was quicker than I thought. Then the turbo kicked in...and it all went "downhill" from there. I blew by him in third, full turbo, and just kept going. I drove back into town because I couldn't see him, not sure if he slowed down, or what happened...but I took a picture.
I did that most of the way into town, slowed down when I saw the sign stating it was two miles before O'Neill.
I thought it was a good kill.