Let’s just get this out of the way right off the bat: I’m an idiot. I’m a big dumb idiot who made a stupid mistake and got lucky that something really bad didn’t happen. I’m hoping I can use my idiocy for some good, though, and dispel some myths about drag racing. Because drag racing deserves your respect.
Leaving aside the issue of, “you should have respected them BEFORE, asshole” – I mean, you have to respect someone insane enough to get behind the wheel of a top fuel dragster, sit in front of a engine that generates approximately 7,000 horsepower, accelerates from a standstill to 100 miles per hour (160 km/h) in as little as 0.8 seconds, has a top speed that exceeds 300mph and subjects the driver to an average force of about 4.0 G over the duration of the race. (wikipedia stats)
So yeah – you better respect these guys.
But the story is still a good one. The writer makes the same mistakes many of us would have when faced with such an insane situation without the years of training a drag racer goes through.