I was at a test & tune a few years back with my bracket race Duster. Small 1/8 track with limited number of cars. So plenty of laps. The Duster was running well with its pump gas setup (451 iron 452 heads) when I finally got a car to line up next to me. A '67 Chevelle primer brown. I can see 2 air cleaners tops just peaking thru cutout hood. And a young kid at the wheel. The lights went amber and I released my car's two step button for launch. That kid's bumper was on my door. And with each shift he reeled in a couple inches. Both of us ran a 6.903. I won by a slight hole shot. I approached him and his dad later. Dad was a mean looking dude that didn't look happy. But turned out? Looks were deceiving. He was happy with the performance and more than happy with his boy's job on the track. This was his first race. With a 454 dual quad garage built motor in that '67. After looking at my 451 setup. It was clear why so close. Cubic inch vs cubic inch. He had a little more. (With a little more build and cam.) But Chevelle weighed 100+ lbs more too. For me? Didn't get any better than that. I watched him on his 2nd race from the waterbox right behind him. Destroyed a Mustang. And improved his time. I think the kid was hooked?