Back in 1980, my Mom's nephew-in-law bought a brand-new 911... I remember drooling over it as a kid, red with tan leather and a whale tail.... After a bit of good-natured jabs regarding who's car was faster, my dad pulled out his '79 Trans Am 400 4-speed WS6-equipped black/gold Special Edition, and they set out to a straight stretch of highway 441 across Paynes Prairie to settle the score....The ladies were annoyed, and made them promise not to go too fast...

When they got back, Dad was grinning ear-to-ear... Nephew-in-law was sheepish.

jerry reed (RIP) would be proud of your dad