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<blockquote data-quote="RickN" data-source="post: 2005508" data-attributes="member: 8854"><p>It was. When I was about 10 my dad ran into him, or I should say got suckered into a race with him. He and I were headed back to Texas after visiting my grandfather. Dad was driving a fairly new pickup with a 350 and this guy pulls along side in an almost identical truck. The guy would give a little gas to shoot ahead then drop back to beside my dad. Suddenly they both took off and ran pretty even. Then the other guy started slowing, we heard a clanking noise and he just flew past us like we were standing still.</p><p></p><p>At the next rest stop we saw him and pulled off to talk. He showed us the Allison and explained that the truck was his toy. He would get someone to race him and when he was going fast enough would use the 350 to turn over the Allison and take off like a bat out of hell.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="RickN, post: 2005508, member: 8854"] It was. When I was about 10 my dad ran into him, or I should say got suckered into a race with him. He and I were headed back to Texas after visiting my grandfather. Dad was driving a fairly new pickup with a 350 and this guy pulls along side in an almost identical truck. The guy would give a little gas to shoot ahead then drop back to beside my dad. Suddenly they both took off and ran pretty even. Then the other guy started slowing, we heard a clanking noise and he just flew past us like we were standing still. At the next rest stop we saw him and pulled off to talk. He showed us the Allison and explained that the truck was his toy. He would get someone to race him and when he was going fast enough would use the 350 to turn over the Allison and take off like a bat out of hell. [/QUOTE]
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