Borgeson Car Show 2013 - Best Burnouts
THE 2014 BURNOUTS ARE HERE! http://youtu.be/4GoI54CuaWw
Watch 2013's without music here: http://youtu.be/j_MWvLCFYSM
The best burnouts of the 15th Annual Borgeson Hot Rod Gathering & Open
House (Oct. 27, 2013). Now in full HD!
This is held annually around the end of October on a Sunday in eastern
Torrington, CT. It's been really awesome there.
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Ford Mustang Shelby G.T. 500E Eleanor - unleashing its power; 1080p HD
SpotterGijs records an amazing Ford Mustang Shelby G.T. 500E Eleanor
accelerating brutaly! This is such a great looking and sounding supercar!
This video was made at the Dutch SuperCar Sunday organized by
Autogespot.com! Sorry for the short video, but I only saw it driving once.
I thought it was worth sharing anyways! Hope you like it and if you do
please leave a comment! More videos from the Dutch SuperCar Sunday to come!
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worlds fastest fiat 500
Tag Racecraft.com Built 1970 Fiat 500 with stock body 10.44 E.T. at 138.9
mph. sponsored by Bully Performance Clutch.
PlastiDip a WHOLE CAR - How-to by DipYourCar.com
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Fonzie from DYC shows you how to plasti dip your entire car. Step by step
instructions using the DYC.com Pro Car Kit. Smooth finish, easy masking,
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PlastiDIp is 100% removable, long lasting, and has zero affect on the car's
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Dodge Charger 1968 blown hemi
this is Nick suckow's car in September 2008 before it was stolen. If you
have any information about this dodge charger please let me know.
http://www.weau.com/home/headlines/33732019.html# Back in 1984,
high-schooler Nick Suckow bought himself a '68 Dodge Charger. He was gonna
fix it up and roar down the road. Nick was born a gearhead. A hot rod. From
the first time he drove, he drove hard. The redline was always at hand.
When he joined the Army out of high school and shipped to Germany he got
hooked on the autobahn, where you could ease over to the left lane, stomp
the foot-feed flat, and shoot, they just let you go. "Fast," Nick likes to
say, "isn't the same as reckless." All that racing around, and then life
served up a grim little joke: The day Nick Suckow wrecked - the day his
life changed forever, the last day he ever stood on his own two feet - he
was going 35 miles per hour with his seatbelt on. He'd been married two
weeks. He and his wife were on their way home from their Wisconsin
honeymoon, making the run back to Texas in Nick's Gran Prix. They were
towing a rusted-out Ford Bronco - Nick always had his eye out for a cheap
beater, and he had found one up north. On a rough stretch of road Nick
crawled in the Bronco to keep it straight. The front tire hooked a pothole.
The tie rod snapped. The seat belt broke. He landed in the ditch. The
Bronco landed on his neck. Nick says he remembers the sun in his eyes. Then
the darkness closing in. A lot of years, then. Hospitals. Home. Hospitals.
The marriage ended. Back to Wisconsin. Rehab, and more hospitals. The speed
demon, not going anywhere fast. But eventually he had them drag that
Charger out. Arranged to get it in the shop. Whenever he had a little
money, he'd get some work done. "They whittled away at it," he says. "I
told my mom, if I die, dump my ashes in the fuel tank, and I'll go down the
drag strip one last time." Seventeen years. Seventeen years of learning how
to live from the neck up. Seventeen years of whittling. Hed show you the
latest pictures - a quarter panel here, a shot of primer there, a couple
tires. He'd get down to the shop, supervise in person when he could. He
couldn't run the wrenches, but he could run the show. He'd sneak out for a
little speed fix sometimes - once a paraplegic friend strapped Nick's chair
to a motorcycle sidecar and they blew down the road, one good pair of arms
between'em. Nick says it was good to feel the wind on his face. On a sunny
day in October of 2006, Nick Suckow's pals helped him slide from one set of
wheels into another. They strapped him in the passenger side, and you could
see the anticipation on his face, even behind the mirrored shades. The car
cruised out of the lot, and then picked up speed, the blower making a Mad
Max whine as the wheels warmed to the road. After a nice easy ride, the
Charger pulled to a stop on an isolated little stretch of blacktop. There
was a quiet moment, before the driver wound that 426 fuel-injected blown
Hemi up tight. Then Nick Suckow gave the nod and went fishtailing down the
blacktop on a journey that had never really ended.