I dunno…there's not gonna be much room in there for the chicken suit.

What a start. That yellow car that went weaving in and out was nuts. Causing that other yellow car, that had a bad start, to rear end someone in the first turn and die on the track. So my anouncer skills aren't great. I love the long throw of the shifter and the sound of the motor.

God what a beautiful sound! I love the way he blasts around that one real tight turn in first.
I used to own a yellow '67 Monte Carlo, which came with one carburetor per cylinder. One fine day I found my cornering limit. I was tearing up the dirt back roads in Palm Harbor, Florida, going faster and faster around these tight right-angle turns, when I oversteered right off the road between two rows of orange trees. I think it got up on two wheels but it didn't quite roll, and luckily I managed to go between the rows of trees without hitting anything. When it came to a halt it was sideways. The passenger door was about one foot away from a 8" diameter wood fence post, there was an orange tree about a foot in front of the car, another orange tree about a foot behind the car, and car was bottomed out in that kind of deep, dirty soft sand you find in Florida orange groves. Aside from dust, there wasn't a scratch on it!
It took a couple hours to get it out of there without bashing my car up or wrecking the trees (citrus farmers hate it when you do that). I had to tie a tow strap on the axle and use a come-along anchored to a tree to pull it sideways. Tug on one side, pull it sideways a few inches, then switch axles and anchor trees and pull the other side outward a few inches until I was finally out from between the trees and could maneuver backwards and forwards. That afternoon was practically the most fun I ever had a-hooning.