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hemicop
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Posted: 04/21/06
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Quite frankly, I couldn't care less what PSCA, NMCA, Etc. are doing. I do enjoy hearing a good bench racing story, past or present, as to what local street racing "heros" have done or are doing. So how about it? Let's hear some, either here or in the magazine. Just how "bad" is/was the street racing scene in your area?
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CCMAG
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Posted: 04/21/06
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Hemicop eh? Narco entrapment? LOL!
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hemicop
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Posted: 04/21/06
10:04 AM
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On a website? Actually the name was given to me by a friend. I grew up in the late 60's/early 70's in NYC when street racing was the real deal, just ask "Big Willie". Seems like now most are just posers Or guys with more money than brains. Hemmings Muscle Machine did a couple of good articles on 70's street racing. Car Craft should AT LEAST be able to do something as good.
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Hill1513
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Posted: 04/21/06
10:22 AM
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I've been down to Ave P in Newark a few times. Some good racing but mostly imported stuff. Some of them are pretty quick. Easily wiping up new SRT4s and Evos and the like. Every once in a while you get the first-gen Camaro or Monte SS there.
Haven't been by lately though. The end of last summer they (local, state, federal cops) put on a huge bust and impounded over 100 cars and wrote about 300 tickets. Luckily, I wasn't there that night.
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Posted: 04/23/06
10:06 AM
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Urban Legend or Not ?
This story was published in Cars Illustrated in the late 80’s written by Tony DeFeo.
If I am breaching some copyright and you are Tony DeFeo let me know and I will remove it , otherwise sit back and read one great tale.
Josh
Quarter Million Quarter Mile
He stood on the other side of the counter. To his left was an Accel catalog rack. To his right, an empty Diet Pepsi that had been downed with one massive gulp. An unbelievable feat performed by an unbelievable man who was about to tell an unbelievable story. Bobby was a well known, sometimes liked, never understood speed shop merchant. He had occupied the same spot behind the same counter for as long as any of us could remember.The fact that he moved on and left his lifelong vocation for a position in some construction company left a void in the local hotrod social circle. It took him just a little farther away from the thing that had made him a cult hero for so many years. You see, Bobby used to be a street racer. We shared many afternoons together straddling each side of that counter, ####, bench racing and learning. The learning was a one sided thing-he did the talking, I did the absorbing. We would go on for hours, talking about things ranging from our imagined ultimate performance combinations to the discipline needed to be a winner. Invariably, the conversation would always wind down to what he saw as being wrong with the street scene today. These kids today are *** he would say slowly and deliberately. He had a way of talking, you know-like a first grade teacher discussing a subject that was going to go over the heads of his pupils. Bobby always talked that way. He would say, I mean, like they have no concept of how to do it. Street racing is a lost art to these kids. They sit around in a parking lot with their hoods up. Not only do they show each other what's under their hoods, but they tell each other what's in their damned motors! Give me a freaking break. It's a generation of *** Bobby used the term #### a lot. In fact, he called me #### so many times I almost started answering to the name. It was his way of making a point, and more often than not, he was right. "Back in my day," he would say, "you built a car to race, not sit in some damned parking lot. And nobody, but nobody knew what you was runnin' under the hood! Nobody, not your brother, not your best friend, not a damn soul." When Bobby was right, Bobby was right. "Street racin' was a way of life .
back in my time, he said. You did it because it was the thing that made you better than everyone else. And you worked with what you had. You worked the pieces you already owned, and when you needed somethin' and nobody had it, you made it. ####, you didn't run out and buy a cam. First you messed with the valvetrain and screwed with the geometry 'til you got the motor to breathe the way you wanted. These kids today are schmucks. All they know is gimme this and gimme that. It's monkey see, monkey do, and no one knows what the hell is goin'on inside there. Bobby had always made it clear that in his day, he was truly hot ####. 1, not knowing him on any other level than as a great dude to bench race with, took most everything he said about the old days with a grain of salt. Bobby went out of his way to remain vague about the past. It was always we and they. That is, until this afternoon. 'Tony, he said, let me tell you a little story. I'm gonna tell you about the biggest street race in the history of the sport. You wanna know where I'm comin' from? You wanna know where I been, listen up 'cause this is where it's at, man. It was 1968, he began, you ever hear of the Mudd Brothers? (1 hadn't, and felt stupid like, after all, how can you call yourself part of the street scene and not know a group of dudes known as the Mudd Brothers.)They was the king of the street. (To my ears, they sounded a lot like a we, or even I). You see, back in the late'60s he continued, there was kind of a war going on. It was the guys from Jersey and us dudes from Brooklyn. These people have all the names that you've heard before. We're talkin' about the classics, dudes like Levi Holmes, Jesse, Brooklyn Heavy and a guy that went by the name of Doug Headers. Headers, man, he made the front page of the Daily News for blockin' the Gowanus during rush hour to get a run off. These guys had style. There was a bunch of guys, all of Them heavy hitters. The good ones, the real good ones, went on to run Pro Stockers and #### like that. These are the dudes that made drag racing what it is today. They all came from the street. See, back then, the innovation came from the street and went to the track. These days, it's the opposite 'cause the same people that made the news on the street are on the track now, sendin' it back. It's an inner circle. We was right in the hot of it. (There goes that we deal again, sounding more like an I every time). Bobby leaned closer on the counter and confided, there was a war goin'on at the time. Those guys from Jersey were good, real good. They'd come over and kick our asses, they'd take our money and make us look bad on our own land. Yeah, they were pickin' us off left and right. The Mudd Brothers were good, though. They were tough, ya know? And it didn't take long before we started makin' the Jersey boys look bad. Yeah, it was the Mudd Brothers and Super John. John was a Chevy man, and we was always into the Mopars, the Hemis you know. John was runnin' this Camaro with a big old Rat under the hood. That baby was stormin'. We was runnin' this big old Mopar with the Hemi in it. We'll skip the #### and get right to the heart. Between the Mudd Brothers and Super John, we pretty much turned the Jersey dudes away. We took a lot of bread off them. So here it comes, after a few years of jerkin' around with these guys, it comes down to the Mudd Brothers and Super John. There had to he a king and it came down to one run between the two cars. The stakes were high. Now remember, we're talkin' 1968 bucks here. It was $125,000 a side, a quarter million buck purse. We weren't ####' around man. Super John had #### Harrel set up his Chevy. #### was a big funny car dude back then, runnin' the Rat motors and doin' real good 'til he died a couple a years later. Super John's ride was a legal SS/AA stocker. It was a high class pro effort and he had the deck stacked with Harrel. It wasn't gonna he easy to beat ,em. What we did was buy the S&K Speed Hemi Dart. It was still a brand new car at the time. Stick machine, it was set up for SS/B. In fact, the night the run went off, we had just painted the car black and the paint was still tacky. There was all kinds of hand prints all over the back of that sucker. John had Harrel and we wasn't gonna be outdone by that ####, so we got our hands on Jake King. Kings the guy that' put Sox and Martin on the map. That guy really knew those Hemi motors. Anyway, he set up the Dart. The race was a one-shot winner take all. It was a weeknight. We were gonna run down at Kennedy Airport, 150th and South Conduit. Bumpy as #### today, but back then it was prime real estate. This run was big news. I didn't count, but somewhere around 5000 people showed up. We had an official police escort to the strip. When something's that big, with that many people and that kind of cash involved and the whole thing's gonna take but a few seconds, what could they do but make it as smooth as possible. Yeah, so we had one cop in front and one cop out back. We cleared out the road and set the two cars up under the overpass. Both machines sounded strong, you know, that cackle that a super healthy motor makes. The smell of racing gas was heavy in the air. Both machines pulled behind the line and did a couple of massive burnouts. Man, they were soundin' strong. On the dry hops, the Chevy looked like it was makin' all the right moves. He'd plant the gas and that sucker would just lean back and dig in. The Hemi would get up there hard,'cause it was a stick, but the Chevy looked like it was gonna take it. Both cars pulled to the line and the starter stepped between 'em. They was both bringin' up the revs, clearin' the mills out and you could just hear the sound carryin' and bouncin' off the landscape. The ground was shakin', the overpass was shakin' and all along the street people was finalizing all the side bets. God only knows how much money changed hands that night.
The starter raised his hands and motioned the guys to get ready, and, except for the cars, there was total silence. He counted to three, quick, and both machines dug in and left hard. Tha Camaro pulled half a car on the wheelstanding Dodge. A little way down, the Camaro pulled the lead, by almost a full car on the Hemi. We thought we was beat. But you know those Hemis, man. They ain't worth #### on the bottom end. But man, when they start breathin', look out ,cause nothin' can stop' em. The Camaro was in High as the Dart hooked into Fourth gear. The Dodge had eaten up about half a car by this time, but there was a half to go and the quarter was commin' up but fast. Tony, he said, let me tell you, my balls were in my mouth. But then it happened. I heard the noise and man, it was beautiful. Once that big mutha of an Elephant got comfortable there in Fourth gear, the noise just changed. That Camaro was makin' the same pulling, working growl the whole quarter, but when that Hemi hit High, the deep roar turned into his floating pulsating, reverberating hum. You could literally hear, from a quarter mile away, the power that *** was makin'. It was beautiful. The Hemi stormed by the Camaro with about a hundred feet to go. We won the whole #### mess and we were kings' SO Tony, man, when you hear me talk about the scene out there today and the kids out there and I talk to you and try to get your head straight, you know where the hell I'm comin' from. I was pretty blown away by the whole deal. The story, if it happened the way it was told to me, was fantastic. 1 was inclined to believe the man simply because I had always known him as a straight shooter. But one small thing stuck out in my mind, one thing bothered me about the story. If it was that big, with that many people involved for that kind of money, and it involved the people that he named, how come I had never heard of this before? I mulled it over as I bid Bobby a good day and went on with life. 1 never told the story to anyone, that is until I was at a Mopar meet in New Jersey. I was talking to a fella named John McBride, a well known super likeable guy who specializes in rare and hard to find Mopar stuff. To make a long story short, we were on the subject of Hemi Darts and he began to relate this story to me about this super big buck street race between a bunch of guys known as the Mudd Brothers and their Hemi Dart and some guy known as Super something or other. McBride had heard about the run back during his racing days and made a trip up to New York to cheek out the action. (1 also called) Ronnic Sox and he confirmed the connection as he remembered doing some subcontract work for the Mudd Brothers for that race. So there you have it. A factual account of the events that took place that night some 18 years ago when the biggest street race of all time went down to he forever etched into the annals of the sport.
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ethelkilledfred
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Proabally only here to *** about somthing
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on Feb 11th, 2005, 3:25am, J E wrote:
Hey I was talking to Big Willie and ask him if he knew about any high dollar races from New York. He said there were alot of big money runs in New York, all the way back into the 60's. It was mob backed, different families racing against each other with hired guns for racers. He mentioned how some guys went down to So Carolina and bought brand new Hemi SS from Sox and Martin to race on the streets. One guy he mention he knew was Brooklyn Heavy who was busted by the Feds, Cracker and Ronny Lowe. He said there is a movie with a small scene about this called "Shakedown" He told me all this before I mention this story to him. So there must be some truth to this story. |
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hemicop
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Posted: 04/23/06
10:26 AM
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Thanks! This is the kind of story I'm talking about. I saw alot of pretty serious racers doing their thing on the street & was privvy to seeing more than one high dollar race when I was growing up there. NYC was a serious place then & although we lacked the corporate engineers like Woodward Ave. did or the variety of S.Cal., being in the Northeast & having the tracks closed for several months, many racers made ( and lost) good money street racing. I had an older friend back then whom I saw lose $5,000 in one night. (keep in mind these are 1970's dollars) so all this greatly influenced my view on what a "street car" & real street racing is. PLEASE keep these stories coming. Since Car Craft won't step-up & do stories like this we might as well.
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Posted: 04/23/06
11:07 AM
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Palmtukey
Posted by ekf on 4/23/2006, 10:33 am
Last night 2 good hours of bench racing and racing with no interruptions:
67 Steve vs Jake-Jake won 2 out of 2, first he had space, 2nd head up.
67 Steve vs Kelly-Kelly yanked the wheels and won
Kelly vs Jake-Jake got 2 and he stole the move but Kelly went around him and won
Track prep by lunchbox
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fruit-cake mike and matt raced lastnight 11thousand6hundred good race
Posted by the out law on 4/14/2006, 4:35 am
matt got two and the move and mike backed up one and matt moved up one and got the move and mike got him at the end |
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gypsy mike lost another 2500 / thats 5460 in 3 days.
Posted by sam on 3/30/2006, 11:03 am
good race looked like 2 cars to the orange camaro and stayed that way.Mikes lost 5460 in 3 days? better get that nova done for these guys. |
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Re: Race got off
Posted by the outlaw on 3/27/2006, 12:13 am, in reply to "Race got off"
mike got#### up 6 thousand
--Previous Message--
: Bo raced Gypsy Mike head up. Bo won.
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FYI Shots fired
Posted by EKF on 3/27/2006, 10:49 pm
Sunday night in Ontario the BallsDeepV8s.com crew fired off three shots into the one of the cars from the Conv. Cobra crew and into the crowd. F..C.K.I.N. drive by cowards. Lucky nobody was hit. So if you race these slow cowards be aware of how these punk ass gangster wanabes roll. They will end up starting something they may not be able to finish. We choose to walk away but next time we may not play so nice. We are there to street race, not have a gang war. |
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Re: Street Race Event Happen Anyways
Posted by EKF on 3/26/2006, 9:38 pm, in reply to "No Racing Today at LACR"
8 sec Car came from AZ. Gypsy's lost to 2Lane Crew. Matt got pulled over after winning to the Arminians. JJ and Twin could not get their race off,Twin had problems. Grey Boys won over Matt. Conv. Cobra won over Balls Deep crew. Turned into a 7 day event.
--Previous Message--
: The race was cancelled and they did a poor job
: of informing racers. If you want to tell
: Bernie how you feel here is a link>
: http://members3.boardhost.com/timmys51/index.html
: I did...
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Re: Races tonight
Posted by Ethelkilledfred on 3/5/2006, 8:17 pm, in reply to "Races tonight"
Will did not show up again this morning after being called out again by King Donnie
Last night-
SRT didn't show,
5.0 wanted head up on slicks while the Cobra was on Drag Radials, could not come to any agreement to race, 5.0 was trying too hard to get his $700 back from last week.
LS1 showed at 4AM and race was held for $600. Cobra had him by 3 cars, but LS squeezed by at the top end. Cobra lost. Same race tonight for $1200 (double or nothing) Cobra trying to get space this time.
Cobra has a race with an EVO next weekend
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Will Showstopper show up?
Posted by Invadr on 3/4/2006, 1:43 pm
King Donnie has called you out, will you answer the call or just talk? Will everyone be standing around waiting and holding their diks in their hands this time or are you going to show up and race? If your skeered, just say so, but quit wasting everyones time claiming to be a street racer. |
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NHRA Street Racer
Posted by EKF on 4/2/2006, 11:20 am
EKF=NHRA Street Racers
From LACR's message board over the street race event and how street racers are morons-lol
http://members3.boardhost.com/timmys51/msg/1144001068.html
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: Hey you can't hold the World or LACR
: responsible just because you are a Moron.
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: How’s that for crap tough guy!
Posted by EKF on 3/29/2006, 8:50 am, in reply to "Re: That's Why You Need To Check"
71.116.169.240
Who is holding anyone responsible?
Let see, you race an NHRA track with NHRA rules. NHRA was started by moron street racers and the Santa Ann Police Dept. So that makes you guilty of being a moron just by association of racing at a moron track with moron rules, making you a member of this moron community. (not calling NHRA morons, just stating it was started by street racers who you refer to as morons) oh and BTW it's "MISTER Moron Tough Guy" to you, sir.
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: You really are a "Moron" the NHRA
: was started by Wally Parks and other members
: of the SCTA (Southern California Timing
: Association) who raced the dry lake beds at
: El Mirage California and the Santa Anna
: Police Dept. had nothing to do with it. It's
: probably a good idea to know what you are
: talking about before you run your mouth!
Posted by EKF NHRA Street Racer on 4/2/2006, 10:04 am, in reply to "Re: That's Why You Need To Check"
207.200.116.131
Wally Parks worked along side with many Law Agencys to make it work,(Santa Ana Police, Pomona Police, Los Angeles Police to name a few) look at what street sign is named after at Pomona Raceway. It's Parker Lane, named after the Cheif of Police who help make it happen. NHRA was started to help curb street racing of the 50's and orginize racers, as was Brotherhood of Street Rcaers was started by the Los Angeles Police Department to curb street racing in the 70's, of which Wally Parks is a member.
Q>If the they raced at the dry lakes, SCTA events then why did they need to form NHRA? NHRA raced a dragstrip, that did not exsist until they did.
A>Many Hot Rodders would get back from the dry lakes and street race around locally, thus the need for a local venue, hence the NHRA.
Insert foot in mouth, who's the moron, and who don't know what he's talking about?
: "It's
: probably a good idea to know what you are
: talking about before you run your mouth!"
You should take your own advice.
In NHRA's own words:
NHRA year two: Building the future,
one fight, one area, one rule at a time
As the newly formed National Hot Rod Association began its first full calendar year of operation in 1952, the process of legitimizing hot rodding was well underway. At Los Angeles-based Hot Rod Magazine, where the genesis of the organization began in March 1951, editor Wally Parks and the officers of the NHRA continued their work to unite the acceleration nation toward a common good.
This also meant obtaining the blessings of and working with local law enforcement agencies to present the true picture of the hot rodding sport. By working with Pomona (Calif.) Police Chief Ralph Parker (pictured), the Pomona Choppers were able to get the city of Pomona to pave an asphalt strip on its Fairgrounds. NHRA also moved quickly and worked aggressively at the behest of regions that were trouble spots for illegal activities.
Organized drag racing
The first drag strip, the Santa Ana Drags, began running on an airfield in Southern California in 1950, and quickly gained popularity among the Muroc crowd because of its revolutionary computerized speed clocks.
When Parks became editor of the monthly enthusiast magazine Hot Rod, he had the forum and the power to form the National Hot Rod Association in 1951 to "create order from chaos" by instituting safety rules and performance standards that helped legitimize the sport. He was its first president.
NHRA's first races
NHRA held its first official race in April 1953, on a slice of the Los Angeles County Fairgrounds parking lot in Pomona, Calif. Four decades later, that track has undergone a $6-million expansion and renovation and hosts the NHRA season-opening Winternationals and the season finale, the Automobile Club of Southern California NHRA Finals.
© Copyright 1995-2006, NHRA
From: autoMedia.com 2000-2005
Wally Parks: Motorsports Visionary
NHRA founder and "chairman of the dragstrip"
Chuck Schifsky / autoMedia.com
Any drag race fan who gets the opportunity to meet Wally Parks should really thank him. Although Parks did not invent drag racing, he did found the National Hot Rod Association in 1951 while serving as editor of Robert E. Petersen's budding "Hot Rod" magazine. He says he formed NHRA as a way to promote drag racing and to give fellow hot rodders a place to race other than on city streets. This monumental task, Parks says humbly, was one he couldn't have tackled without the dedicated people who shared his early vision. The tall, deep-voiced Parks said he's always shied away from being called drag racing's chairman emeritus, a title many feel he deserves.
Copyright autoMedia.com 2000-2005
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