I started off with a Raptor and was going ot GW a lot, but I wanted a rail. I was at the sand drags with friends in the evenings, videotaping long travle rails I liked as they jumped the lip and wheelied past down the drags.
You could hear my voice on the tape saying, "I like this one, that one jumped great, this one's really fast, that one really soaks up the whoops, etc" I was in awe of all of these great cars.
A couple months later, I had recently bought my car and was still very new to driving, so I was overly cautious. I was with Chris (who's an experienced off- roader), his wife (the jealous type) and some other friends at the GW sand drags.
I drove Chris and 2 others down the drags and we were going at a pretty good pace, I'd guess 85 to 90mph at the end, but nowhere near as fast as some others.
We went to the starting line area and I parked the car. Chris came over a few minutes later and told me that he found some girls who really wanted a ride down the drags in a rail. I said "Sure" and we buckled these 3 girls in.
They were semi cute and we tried to convince them that they had to remove their tops or no ride. It didn't work.
Chris came back again and said he found 3 more girls who wanted to ride in the rail. I told him I just opened a beer. He wanted to drive them and I told him "go ahead."
I promptly forgot about it and went to the lip area to watch the cars go by and talk to Chris's wife. Next thing I know, a car comes flying by fairly close to us at about 4,000 rpm in 2nd gear. The tires are probably 2 maybe 2-1/2 feet off the ground and does a perfectly flat smooth landing and accelerates away into 3rd then 4th.
I was looking at the way it handled the jump and noticed the really cute girls inside, didn't really look at the rail itself until it was going past us.
Chris's wife says,"That looked exactly like your rail. And that looked just like Chris driving it. Did you let him drive it?"
I answered, "Yeah, I guess I did! Forgot about that a few minutes ago. Did you see the BABES he had in the car??"
She screams, punches me in teh arm and chucks her beer to the ground and storms off. Chris circles around and she hollers at him as he goes by. I guess he figured he was already screwed, might as well get the most out of it.
He hits the lip again, harder, faster, slightly higher, again a perfect landing! I'm mesmerized, watching my car do what the others are doing. His wife is swearing to castrate him and bury the evidence.
He makes one more pass and comes back and parks.
Man, I thought they were gonna get divorced right there on the spot!