He walks out of the tent and checks the back of his van to see if there were any in the back of the van. He smiles and drags out a quarter scale dragster. He rolls it out until the front tires set on the edge of the bumper. He grabs the front end and rolls it back setting it down clear of the van. He opens the garage door and pushes it out.
"This thing in scale makes more power than my camaro."
He says with a smile. He checks the compartment in the van and finds the remote for the car. He turns the engine over by hand and it fires right up. He spins the car around and starts driving it out. The smell even in the open burns the eyes and nose.
"This thing will outrun my car."
The car is around 7 feet long and 2 feet to the top of the wing. The engine on it is a blown V8 on pure alcohol, filling the air with a strong vapor.
"This thing in scale makes more power than my camaro."
He says with a smile. He checks the compartment in the van and finds the remote for the car. He turns the engine over by hand and it fires right up. He spins the car around and starts driving it out. The smell even in the open burns the eyes and nose.
"This thing will outrun my car."
The car is around 7 feet long and 2 feet to the top of the wing. The engine on it is a blown V8 on pure alcohol, filling the air with a strong vapor.