Around 2pm today, sun was bright, 60 degrees. SR 27 just south of Leesburg. Filled the Silver Bullet with 94 Octane, and added 32oz of the fuel oxygenator. Electronic Boost control on (have to ask John what it's set to, off, its around 7psi). We stage, light turns Green. He's got me by a car length, 3rd gear he has me by 2 car lengths. Shifting into 4th with foot mashed to the floor. Something happened. Something powerful. around 3800rpm or so, the truck damn near came airborne, I was pushed agressively into the seat, I ran that to 5500 at 130(ish)mph, gaining quick on him, closing the gap to 1.5 car lengths, shift into 5th, closing quick, 1/2 car length, 145mph gaining, burried the speedometer in 5th. Stayed with him neck and neck for 1/8 mile or so. I wasn't pulling ahead, and then it happened, he left me as if I was sitting still. I had no more, I had it at 4500+RPM in 5th, and previous experience has shown 6th is useless at that speed. When I caught up to him. I forked over the cash (Thank goodness I didn't do pinks). He said he was reading 170mph when he walked (ok ran) away. His plate is very appropriate "CYA". I thought it was "Cover your ass", but now I realize it is "See Ya"
Time to break out the Hyabusa 