Valet Parking?

[Russ Dickey]

I agree with you guys. I park my Cobra, and leave a tip.

In high school, I also worked as a valet for an upscale Itlalian restaurant here in Kansas City, and I would salivate like Pavlov's dog anytime that a sports car would come in. Our valet parking lot was about 1/8th a mile down the road, so needless to say, we got our nightly road tests in.

We never damaged one, but a close friend of mine that I worked with did get "busted". It was the late 80's, and this big, Italian mafia-type and his super-hot girlfriend came in with a brand new Camaro IROC-Z, and it was the first year for the 350ci engine. Not the fastest car in the world, but hey, we were teens.

My friend "Bill" takes the keys and proceeds to go park it. The couple walks in the restaurant, sees the full waiting lounge, decides they don't want to wait, turn around and walk out of the place just in time to see Bill doing a huge, smokey burn-off down the street in the Camaro. I just stood there petrified, watching this guys face turn red and the veins in his head pop out.

We got probably the biggest a$$ chewing I've ever received from the IROC owner and our boss, but it was still better than the a$$ beating this guy wanted to lay down on us!

I've got high blood pressure as it is, so I don't want to risk the emminent heart attack I would have should I see such a thing happening with my Cobra...

Russ