Gentlemen, we have ourselves a 9-second car. Despite our best efforts to exercise professionalism and composure during what should be a triumphant moment, all we can say is that it's about freakin' time. Way back in the Dec. '10 issue, we boldly proclaimed that our street/strip '93 Mustang project car would be running 9s much sooner than anyone expected. Considering that it ripped a 10.54-at-138-mph pass on its maiden trip down the track, there was good reason for our optimism. As the incessant and increasingly frustrating track excursions unfolded, however, we quickly realized that our assessment was a bit premature. With time and money always at a premium, finding those last few hundredths of a second in e.t. proved excruciatingly difficult. While it's somewhat embarrassing that it took so long to hit the single digits, we're not making any apologies. That's because we can now load up the converter to 4,000 rpm, pop the transbrake, and bust off a 9-second pass at will on any given test-and-tune night.
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