Fast Company Page #7

for the final round.

of the FastCo Funny Car

Challenge of the Champions.

Let's see who we've got down

at the starting line.

It is going to be a scorcher.

We've got the new FastCo Vega Funny car

driven by Gary "The Blacksmith" Black,

going up against the former

FastCo Firebird funny car.

Hi, Gary.

Howdy.

How are we doing?

Real good.

Who's gonna call it?

I guess that's us.

Call it.

Heads.

Heads.

It's heads:
Your choice.

All right.

- Left lane.

- Good luck, guys.

Uh, we seem to have

an apparent malfunction

of our time equipment

up here in the tower.

There seems to be a little confusion

down there on the track

as to which cars got which lanes.

Billy. Right lane.

What are you

talking about?

What are you talking about?

What's this?

Hey, man, we screwed up.

There wasnt supposed

to be a toss.

FastCo rules are the slow car

gets the lane choice.

No way, man! No way!

You cant do this!

What are you trying-

All right, all right, all right.

Okay, okay.

Come on,

I got you, come on.

You get in there and you drive.

Billy!

And a last-minute lane switch like this

could make the drivers a little uneasy.

But I think they've

got it all sorted out.

I think they're ready to go.

All right, get this, Billy Brooker

will be running in the tower lane,

and Gary "The Blacksmith" Black

will be in the left lane.

Where the hell's Meatball?

Forget about it.

Forget about it?

Yeah.

God.

Ah, ah-

All right, they seem

to be ready to go.

Engines are fired up.

The fiberglass bodies

are lowered over the drivers.

[Engines Revving]

Woh-whee! Did you see

that side-by-side flame burnout?

After all, that's what

it's all about. Right, men?

[No Audible Dialogue]

Billy!

[Crowd Screaming]

Just hang on!

Everybody, stay where you are.

Please do not move.

Do not go out on the track.

We have to get our fire truck there

and the emergency vehicles.

Please remain in your seats.

Do not move!

[Fire Roaring]

[Screaming]

[Sirens Blaring]

Oh, Billy.

[Announcer]

Please stay off the track,

ladies and gentlemen.

There's nothing you can do on the track.

You must go back to your seats.

Let the firemen

control the situation.

Go back.

There's nothing you can do.

Everything is all right.

But it hasnt passed yet.

Therefore, you must go back

to your seats.

Please, ladies and gentlemen,

stay off the track.

You must go back to your seats.

Fire it up, Elder! Fire it up!

- Come on, Elder.

- All right.

[Engine Starts]

Get it down.

Come on.

[Crowd Murmuring]

Lonnie!

[Sirens Blaring]

What are you gonna do?

I guess we got a week or two off.

I guess we do.

I guess we do.

What you gonna do now, big man?

Well, me and the old lady are

gonna spend some time together.

Gonna hang up the goggles?

Finally got him to quit, did you?

Yeah. For at least a whole week.

Hi, Elder.

Hey, Billy boy.

Can you drop us by the bus depot?

We got to catch a bus to Frisco.

Hey, P.J.,

you wanna come along?

Apparently, her girlfriend's

really into hot cars...

and digs tall mechanics

with big wrenches, man.

Oh, yeah?

Well, maybe I could go-

Uh, no. Uh, Elder and me

are going down to Redline in Tacoma.

We got to start working on the new frame jigs

for a couple of quadra-vane-powered cars.

Yeah, Lonnie's gonna bring a big bag

full of money from Seattle, we hope.

So if you want that skinny ass of yours

to fit into that new funny car we're building,

you better be there.

I'll be there.

Right.

- Might as well hit the road.

- Let's do it.

See you at Redline. huh?

Yeah.

Good luck.

You drive safely.

We will.

Take care of yourself.

Get the engine going.

Let's go.

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