Cleveland in the cougar if you want to go fast
Reminds me of a story from the way back machine.
I was in the semi finals of Bracket 1 at the 1988 Fun Ford Nationals at Carlsbad Raceway near San Diego, California.
Hood up, I was checking the air pressure in my slicks in the staging lanes when a '70 Mustang with a tunnel rammed 351C pulled up beside me. We had about the same dial in.
He got out of his car, took at look at mine and said " Oh good, an FE, I eat FE's for lunch!" I smiled, but did not engage him in any conversation.
We lined up...and he went home hungry.
I had a fun day and won the meet. Sometimes the guy with the dump truck motor gets lucky.