Any racing stories to be told around here?

I have an allocation for the new C7z06. So I'll have a few stories in 5ish months

I could list way to many incidents of street racing here, but I'll refrain for I no longer wish to promote this type activity. Oh who am I kidding. 1986 Ford Mustang GT - Brand new I ruled the streets of our local city in the mid 80's. I only lost once, to a '64 Vette, with a 427, but I had him through the first 2 1/2 gears. Once he stopped spinning his rears, he left me like a cheap date. One night on our normal banzai run looking for whoever was dumb enough to run us, another friend in his Audi went along. We came across a Nissan 300ZX that took the bait. We took off, 3 lanes (all one way streets), and I had both the other 2 cars covered, easily. My buddy (co-pilot) noticed that our Audi friend took off on a side street, and the Nissan backed off, way off. I bring it back down to road speed, and the next thing we know there is a dud in a Mercedes screaming at us and of all things, flashing a badge. We pull into a parking lot, and this guy comes over giving me all manner of discontent with his badge in hand. I smelled alcohol. He notices that I smell the alcohol coming from him. He promptly changes his tune and leaves me just telling me that he better never see me in town again. Another night we ran against another Mustang, but handily had no problem with him (There were 5 of us in the car). But as luck would have it the 2 local PD saw us. Pull us over and begin with the whole spiel on what we were doing and how fast we were supposedly going on his new fangled detection equipment.. The police guy noticed that I have a radar detector (off) and asked 'Was that on when you were driving?' I replied, 'Maybe'. (it was on during the run, of course). They had a trainee with them and they pretty much knew they really had nothing on me, and so did I other than 'reckless driving'. Got a verbal warning and the standard 'Don't let me see you in my town again', and we were on our way. Footnote: IROC's wouldn't run me anymore because they always lost. All they would do when they saw me was to flip me off. HEnce why I still feel all Camaro drivers are dicks. 1972 Mustang Mach I, rebuilt 429. The 86 GT was destroyed in a wreck (not from recklessness either) - had an 83 GT, but just wasn't the same - Got this 72 Mach.... '88 Camaro Z28 full of punks pulls up and sees the '429 Ram Air' decal on the hood. They yell out the window to me at a light, 'No way that thing has a 429 in it'. I just smile and nod. My GF in the passenger seat prepares for the inevitable. Now the Mach was full on massive power, but I didn't have enough after I built the motor to get a Posi. So it was just a 1 wheel drive at that time, which took special care to launch. Light turns green, Camaro takes off. I roll the throttle gently to get a good roll going, but gradually mat it. I catch and pass the Camaro like it's sitting still. We later pull into a local burger joint, and the somehow caught up to talk cars. I pop the hood, and they started singing the praises of big block horse power. The Cobra (2001 SVT Cobra Convertible) For what it's worth, I didn't street race her. Older, wiser, (still a little stupid) I would light up a ricer every now and then, because they were not fully aware of how inept their stuff was and thought they had something for me. Even Mini S's. Bone heads. Get a real car.... But I did take her to some group race events at a NHRA owned track about a few times. I won my class and event times with it, despite being only middle level of all the classes there. I was just consistent. This will be the car I miss the most out of all of them, until the next Mustang hopefully in the not so distant future. EDIT: But really, I don't honestly condone street racing anymore. Take it to a track where it's safer, for everybody. That and you get to run more cars and meet some cool people.

What year SS? Assuming 4th gen of the LS variety lol