A Few Long Stories
11-26-2003, 10:39 PM
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I came across my Turbo 2 because a friend of mine had wanted to buy it, but was trying to sell his VR4 first, and it needed a new motor, sheared the crank, unorthodox underdrive pulleys..bah! he had a 400awdhp? VR4. And he had taken his friend and they drove the 7, said it pulled like the vr4 and was really nice. So when he decided to get a 240 i just bought up the t2, cuz its sexy.....
WINS:
Jaguar XR7 or 8 I think it was, Im not sure if these things are supposed to be fast, but i like to look at them. I was flying down through a round-a-bout which is like a one lane, one way intersection off of a hill and i came down and got on the brakes behind this XR. And he was dragging his ***, so I would hang back, floor it, blow off make sure he would hear it through his convertible top, after 2 or 3 jumps on him, I decided to let him be, so i pop my blinker to go around and i pull out, get even with him and he downshifts, so i drop to 2nd, spool it up pull him and get over in the lane and waving nicely out my sunroof.
944 Turbo I have a friend who collects 944s religiously, he loves them, has like 6-7 of them, 1 or 2 that run. But he has this black one that he thought was just the car of all cars, he had some window banner in the back about porche's being real sports cars and some bullshit to **** people off when they lose. So, im leaving one of the weekly drunken car parties out in the middle of nowhere, and i get to the regular highway, and its a little wet so i slip my clutch and swing my 7 sideways and paddle the wheel back and forth, and i watch my rear view mirror and my friend does the same, and he comes tearing up behind me. Goes to pass me, and i wait until we are dead even before i start to go again, the 944 hung pretty well, but lost by 1-2 cars, with on comming traffic he was forced to bite the bullet and jump in behind me.
99 Boosted GSR, i was on a forum for the city i was from it was a little car forum, and i met some people and we went on this massive 120+ car cruise from one city to the next one night, majority was ricer ****, nothing spectacular, 1 or 2 worthy cars out of the whole bunch. After a night of bull shitting in parking lots for 4-5 hours, we decided to go on a cruise, and i found myself in a pack of cars, my friend in his 240 sr20 and the boosted gsr on my other side. So i notice my friend in the 240 is getting spirited and pulling and letting off wanting to run for fun, so we play back and forth. I have my windows down, i hear this GSR, my turbo is quiet, it doesnt make a peep, no charge of boost, no mean *** spool up. So i know its not me, and i know its not the 240. So he acts like he wants to go, we catch a light, he sits there revving on the line, goes green i slip my clutch from 6k my tires paddle and i get out in front, and im looking around and im all alone, so i push my clutch in and sit in 2nd, he comes up next to me for a fly by, i drop the clutch, let out a chirp and walk his *** to 120mph. where he lets off and doesnt look my direction ever again.
91 GSX
My sister, she has this 91 GSX lancer evo bottom end, super 16g, straight 3" exhaust, S-AFC, Profec B, She thinks she is the **** with this little dsm. Over 8000 invested in engine work, the thing can turn out better then 15.5s. ROFL, on 18psi. So i picked up my car from her "mechanic" after he couldnt install my Blow off valve, because he said it simply wasnt possible. So we are heading down this frontage road, im behind her, I pop out next to her, and pace with her she does one of her imfamous transmission killing shifts, and tries to walk away, im coasting along in 3rd at about 45 mph, so i go for 2nd having to do the rev up to 6k to get my car to downshift without grinding. So she is maybe a car ahead, the minute i let my clutch out turbo starts to pull, walk her 5-6 cars by 3rd. Let off and get back in the right lane, up ahead i see so tail lights so i relax, and let it coast at like 70mph, as i get closer in the dim light i see "County Sheriff" my stomach drops. About 2 car lengths behind the cop, and he pulls over all the sudden in the dirt and we pass him. Im thinking oh ****, so i take a quick right and end up on dirt utility road, i take off in my 7 bouncing all over the place, i pop out on a road parallel to the first, and in my rear view i see a set of lights come off the street behind me, im like oh ****, so i take off, and then the lights start to flash, so i pull over, my sister. we exhange holy **** thoughts, and then i notice my 7 is leaking coolant so i drop it off in a lot for the night....
350z and VR4 3 way
2 guys i know wanted to race eachother i thought they would both be much faster then me, they got set up for the race and i got behind the VR4 and i was just going to launch and see if i could keep up, well the guy drops his hand, i slip from the full 7k and my tires paddle i stay right up on the VR4s ***, we both pass the 350 and there is enough room to where i can hop over and go for a pass of the vr4, so at the top of 3rd, he hits 4th, i drag 3rd til the shift buzzer starts giving me some back talk. I go to fourth start to pull up on him, we have miles and miles of road, we start to walk past the 110, 120, 130, 140, and at about 148 we both shut down, I get him by a door length or so.
Older Monte Carlo, those tank *** domestics, the thing sounded pissed off, i mean really pissed off, had some stickers all over its windows, big *** tires compared to my 245s. And he is just sitting at this light smoking his tires, i look to my friend and im like, oh **** dude, you think i can take this thing? and we exhange the who knows, so i rev up, and the guy's bitch is waving her hand to bring it, im like we are so fucked. There is maybe 1/8 of a mile between us and the next stop light, so it goes green i sputter on my launch bog it down hard, turbo spools and makes for a nice save, get to 2nd, about 1/2 way through second i realize the next light is comming up, so i go to stop, locking my brakes and sqeal my tires slidding to the next light. To my left, CITY POLICE, he goes through his light like im invisible, the guy next to me starts up with his rev the **** outta his car and starts to melt his tires again, My friend mike is like, ok we ca do this no problem, i get to about 5k, hold it, the light goes green, i dont bog my launch, chrips into 2nd and gets the *** end loose, chrips into 3rd and i just walk this domestic pile 6-10 cars by the time we reach the next light, he doesnt even wave, he just turns off and floors it and is gone.
SRT4 - Lined them up, i couldnt stop giggling at this queer *** yellow paint job these neons come with. He asks me if i was ready, i said sure. We rev them up, my friend hops out start us. So, his hand drops and i paddle my tires, pull 1-2 car on him off the line no problems, I hear him getting some crazy *** wheel hop, he just drops his from redline, I end 1st and continue to pull another car or so, he starts to gain a little as his turbo spools, but thats not what im noticing about the srt4, what i notice is that his wheel hop must have been so bad his window wipers were going full board. But, anyways, we get to then end of 2nd, ( my favorite gear) Get to 3rd, he is making an alright comeback nothing spectacular, but when i get spooled up again he loses any progress. I break it off, and slow down, and we coast next to eachother for a bit, before going to turn around. When we go to turn around he gets excited and tries to beat me back all i hear is gears griding, and i just take off and pickup my friend.
s2000 at 8,000ft elevation
I moved from Colorado Springs, CO to Salt Lake City, UT and at one point while going over a pass, i see a s2000 an older guy with his wife, just having a good time at like 90+ mph so i say, why the hell not and go after him, we play back and forth, and i fall back and he waves for me to come up again, so we take off both cars starving for air, i take him and he throws in the towel, so im cruising along after that race and my add oil light pops on, im like ah ****, so i pull over in a rest stop, add a quart and i see the s2000 pass me, i hop in my car and take off again, and as i round the next corner i see Wyoming State Patrol has him pulled over......
Fastest Race Ive ever done is WS-6 and i got up to 163 and then i got passed, so i felt like ****, Supercharged WS-6 = batmobile that can actually fly.
LOSSES:
Ive lost to a new Sentra SER Spec V lol, was my first day of manual transmission, hehe....i was being too cocky, and i was pissed, i ended up with a toasted clutch, and my tranny wasnt catching my gears so after 2 runs, yes, just 2. i had to sit and let my clutch cool...lol...sad sad day.
99 Supra TT, i had owned my car maybe, a week or so, i was still shitty at driving a 5 speed, first car, newbie. So i was letting my friend drive my car, and we had just dropped off my sister all high as a kite back at her apartment, so we were heading back to our house, and we see this black supra get on the highway with us, so we slow down, wait for em to come up next to us, we start to pace him, i roll down the window ask him 'ARE YOU TURBO" because i couldnt hear a thing, he got on it and it still wasnt obvious. So he points forward, and i nod yell to him "OK LETS DO IT" so my friend doesnt even drop out of 5th he just sits there, and floors it, i look at him and tell him to DRIVE DAMN IT! But he tells me he is afraid to hurt my car...I will have my revenge..=(
best race i ever spectated was Ford Taurus SHO beating on a Stealth R/T TT.
Supercharged SHO dyno'd at 320fwhp, with 33%hp drivetrain loss. And the SHO still had a paper air filter! The stealth owner was a friend of mine who got cocky when he went from a RT to A TT.
Jaguar XR7 or 8 I think it was, Im not sure if these things are supposed to be fast, but i like to look at them. I was flying down through a round-a-bout which is like a one lane, one way intersection off of a hill and i came down and got on the brakes behind this XR. And he was dragging his ***, so I would hang back, floor it, blow off make sure he would hear it through his convertible top, after 2 or 3 jumps on him, I decided to let him be, so i pop my blinker to go around and i pull out, get even with him and he downshifts, so i drop to 2nd, spool it up pull him and get over in the lane and waving nicely out my sunroof.
944 Turbo I have a friend who collects 944s religiously, he loves them, has like 6-7 of them, 1 or 2 that run. But he has this black one that he thought was just the car of all cars, he had some window banner in the back about porche's being real sports cars and some bullshit to **** people off when they lose. So, im leaving one of the weekly drunken car parties out in the middle of nowhere, and i get to the regular highway, and its a little wet so i slip my clutch and swing my 7 sideways and paddle the wheel back and forth, and i watch my rear view mirror and my friend does the same, and he comes tearing up behind me. Goes to pass me, and i wait until we are dead even before i start to go again, the 944 hung pretty well, but lost by 1-2 cars, with on comming traffic he was forced to bite the bullet and jump in behind me.
99 Boosted GSR, i was on a forum for the city i was from it was a little car forum, and i met some people and we went on this massive 120+ car cruise from one city to the next one night, majority was ricer ****, nothing spectacular, 1 or 2 worthy cars out of the whole bunch. After a night of bull shitting in parking lots for 4-5 hours, we decided to go on a cruise, and i found myself in a pack of cars, my friend in his 240 sr20 and the boosted gsr on my other side. So i notice my friend in the 240 is getting spirited and pulling and letting off wanting to run for fun, so we play back and forth. I have my windows down, i hear this GSR, my turbo is quiet, it doesnt make a peep, no charge of boost, no mean *** spool up. So i know its not me, and i know its not the 240. So he acts like he wants to go, we catch a light, he sits there revving on the line, goes green i slip my clutch from 6k my tires paddle and i get out in front, and im looking around and im all alone, so i push my clutch in and sit in 2nd, he comes up next to me for a fly by, i drop the clutch, let out a chirp and walk his *** to 120mph. where he lets off and doesnt look my direction ever again.
91 GSX
My sister, she has this 91 GSX lancer evo bottom end, super 16g, straight 3" exhaust, S-AFC, Profec B, She thinks she is the **** with this little dsm. Over 8000 invested in engine work, the thing can turn out better then 15.5s. ROFL, on 18psi. So i picked up my car from her "mechanic" after he couldnt install my Blow off valve, because he said it simply wasnt possible. So we are heading down this frontage road, im behind her, I pop out next to her, and pace with her she does one of her imfamous transmission killing shifts, and tries to walk away, im coasting along in 3rd at about 45 mph, so i go for 2nd having to do the rev up to 6k to get my car to downshift without grinding. So she is maybe a car ahead, the minute i let my clutch out turbo starts to pull, walk her 5-6 cars by 3rd. Let off and get back in the right lane, up ahead i see so tail lights so i relax, and let it coast at like 70mph, as i get closer in the dim light i see "County Sheriff" my stomach drops. About 2 car lengths behind the cop, and he pulls over all the sudden in the dirt and we pass him. Im thinking oh ****, so i take a quick right and end up on dirt utility road, i take off in my 7 bouncing all over the place, i pop out on a road parallel to the first, and in my rear view i see a set of lights come off the street behind me, im like oh ****, so i take off, and then the lights start to flash, so i pull over, my sister. we exhange holy **** thoughts, and then i notice my 7 is leaking coolant so i drop it off in a lot for the night....
350z and VR4 3 way
2 guys i know wanted to race eachother i thought they would both be much faster then me, they got set up for the race and i got behind the VR4 and i was just going to launch and see if i could keep up, well the guy drops his hand, i slip from the full 7k and my tires paddle i stay right up on the VR4s ***, we both pass the 350 and there is enough room to where i can hop over and go for a pass of the vr4, so at the top of 3rd, he hits 4th, i drag 3rd til the shift buzzer starts giving me some back talk. I go to fourth start to pull up on him, we have miles and miles of road, we start to walk past the 110, 120, 130, 140, and at about 148 we both shut down, I get him by a door length or so.
Older Monte Carlo, those tank *** domestics, the thing sounded pissed off, i mean really pissed off, had some stickers all over its windows, big *** tires compared to my 245s. And he is just sitting at this light smoking his tires, i look to my friend and im like, oh **** dude, you think i can take this thing? and we exhange the who knows, so i rev up, and the guy's bitch is waving her hand to bring it, im like we are so fucked. There is maybe 1/8 of a mile between us and the next stop light, so it goes green i sputter on my launch bog it down hard, turbo spools and makes for a nice save, get to 2nd, about 1/2 way through second i realize the next light is comming up, so i go to stop, locking my brakes and sqeal my tires slidding to the next light. To my left, CITY POLICE, he goes through his light like im invisible, the guy next to me starts up with his rev the **** outta his car and starts to melt his tires again, My friend mike is like, ok we ca do this no problem, i get to about 5k, hold it, the light goes green, i dont bog my launch, chrips into 2nd and gets the *** end loose, chrips into 3rd and i just walk this domestic pile 6-10 cars by the time we reach the next light, he doesnt even wave, he just turns off and floors it and is gone.
SRT4 - Lined them up, i couldnt stop giggling at this queer *** yellow paint job these neons come with. He asks me if i was ready, i said sure. We rev them up, my friend hops out start us. So, his hand drops and i paddle my tires, pull 1-2 car on him off the line no problems, I hear him getting some crazy *** wheel hop, he just drops his from redline, I end 1st and continue to pull another car or so, he starts to gain a little as his turbo spools, but thats not what im noticing about the srt4, what i notice is that his wheel hop must have been so bad his window wipers were going full board. But, anyways, we get to then end of 2nd, ( my favorite gear) Get to 3rd, he is making an alright comeback nothing spectacular, but when i get spooled up again he loses any progress. I break it off, and slow down, and we coast next to eachother for a bit, before going to turn around. When we go to turn around he gets excited and tries to beat me back all i hear is gears griding, and i just take off and pickup my friend.
s2000 at 8,000ft elevation
I moved from Colorado Springs, CO to Salt Lake City, UT and at one point while going over a pass, i see a s2000 an older guy with his wife, just having a good time at like 90+ mph so i say, why the hell not and go after him, we play back and forth, and i fall back and he waves for me to come up again, so we take off both cars starving for air, i take him and he throws in the towel, so im cruising along after that race and my add oil light pops on, im like ah ****, so i pull over in a rest stop, add a quart and i see the s2000 pass me, i hop in my car and take off again, and as i round the next corner i see Wyoming State Patrol has him pulled over......
Fastest Race Ive ever done is WS-6 and i got up to 163 and then i got passed, so i felt like ****, Supercharged WS-6 = batmobile that can actually fly.
Ive lost to a new Sentra SER Spec V lol, was my first day of manual transmission, hehe....i was being too cocky, and i was pissed, i ended up with a toasted clutch, and my tranny wasnt catching my gears so after 2 runs, yes, just 2. i had to sit and let my clutch cool...lol...sad sad day.
99 Supra TT, i had owned my car maybe, a week or so, i was still shitty at driving a 5 speed, first car, newbie. So i was letting my friend drive my car, and we had just dropped off my sister all high as a kite back at her apartment, so we were heading back to our house, and we see this black supra get on the highway with us, so we slow down, wait for em to come up next to us, we start to pace him, i roll down the window ask him 'ARE YOU TURBO" because i couldnt hear a thing, he got on it and it still wasnt obvious. So he points forward, and i nod yell to him "OK LETS DO IT" so my friend doesnt even drop out of 5th he just sits there, and floors it, i look at him and tell him to DRIVE DAMN IT! But he tells me he is afraid to hurt my car...I will have my revenge..=(
best race i ever spectated was Ford Taurus SHO beating on a Stealth R/T TT.
Supercharged SHO dyno'd at 320fwhp, with 33%hp drivetrain loss. And the SHO still had a paper air filter! The stealth owner was a friend of mine who got cocky when he went from a RT to A TT.
11-26-2003, 10:48 PM
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I bought my car pre-modded/abused - 1 week after purchase it blew up, motor died. So, the guy i bought it from since he owned a import shop replaced the motor with 58k mile used T2 engine. Stock everything again...sort of..
But at one time...she was...
1988 T2
Stock Series 4 internals
t04e
720 primary fuel injectors
1600cc secondary
2.5" racingbeat turboback system
BOV
Koni Adj Struts - mm soft..
Apexi AVCR
Custom 3" TID
R34 Front mount
Tial Wastegate
Typhoon 26 dollar BOV BONG.
Nitto 555R 250/17/8
Microtech Something or other.
Time slips from previous owner are of 12.4 @ 117.3mph at bandimere intl speedway.
But at one time...she was...
1988 T2
Stock Series 4 internals
t04e
720 primary fuel injectors
1600cc secondary
2.5" racingbeat turboback system
BOV
Koni Adj Struts - mm soft..
Apexi AVCR
Custom 3" TID
R34 Front mount
Tial Wastegate
Typhoon 26 dollar BOV BONG.
Nitto 555R 250/17/8
Microtech Something or other.
Time slips from previous owner are of 12.4 @ 117.3mph at bandimere intl speedway.
11-26-2003, 10:54 PM
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Join Date: Nov 2003
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if i can get ahold of my former roomate i have some Turbo 2 videos to post, of when my car was fast...LOL, all stickered up with the name of the import shop on the side.. heh....id like to call those the "glory days" now she is a tired ol bish...
11-29-2003, 01:06 PM
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Join Date: Aug 2003
Location: green brook, nj
Posts: 792
Originally Posted by tancred' date='Nov 26 2003, 08:39 PM
I came across my Turbo 2 because a friend of mine had wanted to buy it, but was trying to sell his VR4 first, and it needed a new motor, sheared the crank, unorthodox underdrive pulleys..bah! he had a 400awdhp? VR4. And he had taken his friend and they drove the 7, said it pulled like the vr4 and was really nice. So when he decided to get a 240 i just bought up the t2, cuz its sexy.....
WINS:
Jaguar XR7 or 8 I think it was, Im not sure if these things are supposed to be fast, but i like to look at them. I was flying down through a round-a-bout which is like a one lane, one way intersection off of a hill and i came down and got on the brakes behind this XR. And he was dragging his ***, so I would hang back, floor it, blow off make sure he would hear it through his convertible top, after 2 or 3 jumps on him, I decided to let him be, so i pop my blinker to go around and i pull out, get even with him and he downshifts, so i drop to 2nd, spool it up pull him and get over in the lane and waving nicely out my sunroof.
944 Turbo I have a friend who collects 944s religiously, he loves them, has like 6-7 of them, 1 or 2 that run. But he has this black one that he thought was just the car of all cars, he had some window banner in the back about porche's being real sports cars and some bullshit to **** people off when they lose. So, im leaving one of the weekly drunken car parties out in the middle of nowhere, and i get to the regular highway, and its a little wet so i slip my clutch and swing my 7 sideways and paddle the wheel back and forth, and i watch my rear view mirror and my friend does the same, and he comes tearing up behind me. Goes to pass me, and i wait until we are dead even before i start to go again, the 944 hung pretty well, but lost by 1-2 cars, with on comming traffic he was forced to bite the bullet and jump in behind me.
99 Boosted GSR, i was on a forum for the city i was from it was a little car forum, and i met some people and we went on this massive 120+ car cruise from one city to the next one night, majority was ricer ****, nothing spectacular, 1 or 2 worthy cars out of the whole bunch. After a night of bull shitting in parking lots for 4-5 hours, we decided to go on a cruise, and i found myself in a pack of cars, my friend in his 240 sr20 and the boosted gsr on my other side. So i notice my friend in the 240 is getting spirited and pulling and letting off wanting to run for fun, so we play back and forth. I have my windows down, i hear this GSR, my turbo is quiet, it doesnt make a peep, no charge of boost, no mean *** spool up. So i know its not me, and i know its not the 240. So he acts like he wants to go, we catch a light, he sits there revving on the line, goes green i slip my clutch from 6k my tires paddle and i get out in front, and im looking around and im all alone, so i push my clutch in and sit in 2nd, he comes up next to me for a fly by, i drop the clutch, let out a chirp and walk his *** to 120mph. where he lets off and doesnt look my direction ever again.
91 GSX
My sister, she has this 91 GSX lancer evo bottom end, super 16g, straight 3" exhaust, S-AFC, Profec B, She thinks she is the **** with this little dsm. Over 8000 invested in engine work, the thing can turn out better then 15.5s. ROFL, on 18psi. So i picked up my car from her "mechanic" after he couldnt install my Blow off valve, because he said it simply wasnt possible. So we are heading down this frontage road, im behind her, I pop out next to her, and pace with her she does one of her imfamous transmission killing shifts, and tries to walk away, im coasting along in 3rd at about 45 mph, so i go for 2nd having to do the rev up to 6k to get my car to downshift without grinding. So she is maybe a car ahead, the minute i let my clutch out turbo starts to pull, walk her 5-6 cars by 3rd. Let off and get back in the right lane, up ahead i see so tail lights so i relax, and let it coast at like 70mph, as i get closer in the dim light i see "County Sheriff" my stomach drops. About 2 car lengths behind the cop, and he pulls over all the sudden in the dirt and we pass him. Im thinking oh ****, so i take a quick right and end up on dirt utility road, i take off in my 7 bouncing all over the place, i pop out on a road parallel to the first, and in my rear view i see a set of lights come off the street behind me, im like oh ****, so i take off, and then the lights start to flash, so i pull over, my sister. we exhange holy **** thoughts, and then i notice my 7 is leaking coolant so i drop it off in a lot for the night....
350z and VR4 3 way
2 guys i know wanted to race eachother i thought they would both be much faster then me, they got set up for the race and i got behind the VR4 and i was just going to launch and see if i could keep up, well the guy drops his hand, i slip from the full 7k and my tires paddle i stay right up on the VR4s ***, we both pass the 350 and there is enough room to where i can hop over and go for a pass of the vr4, so at the top of 3rd, he hits 4th, i drag 3rd til the shift buzzer starts giving me some back talk. I go to fourth start to pull up on him, we have miles and miles of road, we start to walk past the 110, 120, 130, 140, and at about 148 we both shut down, I get him by a door length or so.
Older Monte Carlo, those tank *** domestics, the thing sounded pissed off, i mean really pissed off, had some stickers all over its windows, big *** tires compared to my 245s. And he is just sitting at this light smoking his tires, i look to my friend and im like, oh **** dude, you think i can take this thing? and we exhange the who knows, so i rev up, and the guy's bitch is waving her hand to bring it, im like we are so fucked. There is maybe 1/8 of a mile between us and the next stop light, so it goes green i sputter on my launch bog it down hard, turbo spools and makes for a nice save, get to 2nd, about 1/2 way through second i realize the next light is comming up, so i go to stop, locking my brakes and sqeal my tires slidding to the next light. To my left, CITY POLICE, he goes through his light like im invisible, the guy next to me starts up with his rev the **** outta his car and starts to melt his tires again, My friend mike is like, ok we ca do this no problem, i get to about 5k, hold it, the light goes green, i dont bog my launch, chrips into 2nd and gets the *** end loose, chrips into 3rd and i just walk this domestic pile 6-10 cars by the time we reach the next light, he doesnt even wave, he just turns off and floors it and is gone.
SRT4 - Lined them up, i couldnt stop giggling at this queer *** yellow paint job these neons come with. He asks me if i was ready, i said sure. We rev them up, my friend hops out start us. So, his hand drops and i paddle my tires, pull 1-2 car on him off the line no problems, I hear him getting some crazy *** wheel hop, he just drops his from redline, I end 1st and continue to pull another car or so, he starts to gain a little as his turbo spools, but thats not what im noticing about the srt4, what i notice is that his wheel hop must have been so bad his window wipers were going full board. But, anyways, we get to then end of 2nd, ( my favorite gear) Get to 3rd, he is making an alright comeback nothing spectacular, but when i get spooled up again he loses any progress. I break it off, and slow down, and we coast next to eachother for a bit, before going to turn around. When we go to turn around he gets excited and tries to beat me back all i hear is gears griding, and i just take off and pickup my friend.
s2000 at 8,000ft elevation
I moved from Colorado Springs, CO to Salt Lake City, UT and at one point while going over a pass, i see a s2000 an older guy with his wife, just having a good time at like 90+ mph so i say, why the hell not and go after him, we play back and forth, and i fall back and he waves for me to come up again, so we take off both cars starving for air, i take him and he throws in the towel, so im cruising along after that race and my add oil light pops on, im like ah ****, so i pull over in a rest stop, add a quart and i see the s2000 pass me, i hop in my car and take off again, and as i round the next corner i see Wyoming State Patrol has him pulled over......
Fastest Race Ive ever done is WS-6 and i got up to 163 and then i got passed, so i felt like ****, Supercharged WS-6 = batmobile that can actually fly.
LOSSES:
Ive lost to a new Sentra SER Spec V lol, was my first day of manual transmission, hehe....i was being too cocky, and i was pissed, i ended up with a toasted clutch, and my tranny wasnt catching my gears so after 2 runs, yes, just 2. i had to sit and let my clutch cool...lol...sad sad day.
99 Supra TT, i had owned my car maybe, a week or so, i was still shitty at driving a 5 speed, first car, newbie. So i was letting my friend drive my car, and we had just dropped off my sister all high as a kite back at her apartment, so we were heading back to our house, and we see this black supra get on the highway with us, so we slow down, wait for em to come up next to us, we start to pace him, i roll down the window ask him 'ARE YOU TURBO" because i couldnt hear a thing, he got on it and it still wasnt obvious. So he points forward, and i nod yell to him "OK LETS DO IT" so my friend doesnt even drop out of 5th he just sits there, and floors it, i look at him and tell him to DRIVE DAMN IT! But he tells me he is afraid to hurt my car...I will have my revenge..=(
best race i ever spectated was Ford Taurus SHO beating on a Stealth R/T TT.
Supercharged SHO dyno'd at 320fwhp, with 33%hp drivetrain loss. And the SHO still had a paper air filter! The stealth owner was a friend of mine who got cocky when he went from a RT to A TT.
Jaguar XR7 or 8 I think it was, Im not sure if these things are supposed to be fast, but i like to look at them. I was flying down through a round-a-bout which is like a one lane, one way intersection off of a hill and i came down and got on the brakes behind this XR. And he was dragging his ***, so I would hang back, floor it, blow off make sure he would hear it through his convertible top, after 2 or 3 jumps on him, I decided to let him be, so i pop my blinker to go around and i pull out, get even with him and he downshifts, so i drop to 2nd, spool it up pull him and get over in the lane and waving nicely out my sunroof.
944 Turbo I have a friend who collects 944s religiously, he loves them, has like 6-7 of them, 1 or 2 that run. But he has this black one that he thought was just the car of all cars, he had some window banner in the back about porche's being real sports cars and some bullshit to **** people off when they lose. So, im leaving one of the weekly drunken car parties out in the middle of nowhere, and i get to the regular highway, and its a little wet so i slip my clutch and swing my 7 sideways and paddle the wheel back and forth, and i watch my rear view mirror and my friend does the same, and he comes tearing up behind me. Goes to pass me, and i wait until we are dead even before i start to go again, the 944 hung pretty well, but lost by 1-2 cars, with on comming traffic he was forced to bite the bullet and jump in behind me.
99 Boosted GSR, i was on a forum for the city i was from it was a little car forum, and i met some people and we went on this massive 120+ car cruise from one city to the next one night, majority was ricer ****, nothing spectacular, 1 or 2 worthy cars out of the whole bunch. After a night of bull shitting in parking lots for 4-5 hours, we decided to go on a cruise, and i found myself in a pack of cars, my friend in his 240 sr20 and the boosted gsr on my other side. So i notice my friend in the 240 is getting spirited and pulling and letting off wanting to run for fun, so we play back and forth. I have my windows down, i hear this GSR, my turbo is quiet, it doesnt make a peep, no charge of boost, no mean *** spool up. So i know its not me, and i know its not the 240. So he acts like he wants to go, we catch a light, he sits there revving on the line, goes green i slip my clutch from 6k my tires paddle and i get out in front, and im looking around and im all alone, so i push my clutch in and sit in 2nd, he comes up next to me for a fly by, i drop the clutch, let out a chirp and walk his *** to 120mph. where he lets off and doesnt look my direction ever again.
91 GSX
My sister, she has this 91 GSX lancer evo bottom end, super 16g, straight 3" exhaust, S-AFC, Profec B, She thinks she is the **** with this little dsm. Over 8000 invested in engine work, the thing can turn out better then 15.5s. ROFL, on 18psi. So i picked up my car from her "mechanic" after he couldnt install my Blow off valve, because he said it simply wasnt possible. So we are heading down this frontage road, im behind her, I pop out next to her, and pace with her she does one of her imfamous transmission killing shifts, and tries to walk away, im coasting along in 3rd at about 45 mph, so i go for 2nd having to do the rev up to 6k to get my car to downshift without grinding. So she is maybe a car ahead, the minute i let my clutch out turbo starts to pull, walk her 5-6 cars by 3rd. Let off and get back in the right lane, up ahead i see so tail lights so i relax, and let it coast at like 70mph, as i get closer in the dim light i see "County Sheriff" my stomach drops. About 2 car lengths behind the cop, and he pulls over all the sudden in the dirt and we pass him. Im thinking oh ****, so i take a quick right and end up on dirt utility road, i take off in my 7 bouncing all over the place, i pop out on a road parallel to the first, and in my rear view i see a set of lights come off the street behind me, im like oh ****, so i take off, and then the lights start to flash, so i pull over, my sister. we exhange holy **** thoughts, and then i notice my 7 is leaking coolant so i drop it off in a lot for the night....
350z and VR4 3 way
2 guys i know wanted to race eachother i thought they would both be much faster then me, they got set up for the race and i got behind the VR4 and i was just going to launch and see if i could keep up, well the guy drops his hand, i slip from the full 7k and my tires paddle i stay right up on the VR4s ***, we both pass the 350 and there is enough room to where i can hop over and go for a pass of the vr4, so at the top of 3rd, he hits 4th, i drag 3rd til the shift buzzer starts giving me some back talk. I go to fourth start to pull up on him, we have miles and miles of road, we start to walk past the 110, 120, 130, 140, and at about 148 we both shut down, I get him by a door length or so.
Older Monte Carlo, those tank *** domestics, the thing sounded pissed off, i mean really pissed off, had some stickers all over its windows, big *** tires compared to my 245s. And he is just sitting at this light smoking his tires, i look to my friend and im like, oh **** dude, you think i can take this thing? and we exhange the who knows, so i rev up, and the guy's bitch is waving her hand to bring it, im like we are so fucked. There is maybe 1/8 of a mile between us and the next stop light, so it goes green i sputter on my launch bog it down hard, turbo spools and makes for a nice save, get to 2nd, about 1/2 way through second i realize the next light is comming up, so i go to stop, locking my brakes and sqeal my tires slidding to the next light. To my left, CITY POLICE, he goes through his light like im invisible, the guy next to me starts up with his rev the **** outta his car and starts to melt his tires again, My friend mike is like, ok we ca do this no problem, i get to about 5k, hold it, the light goes green, i dont bog my launch, chrips into 2nd and gets the *** end loose, chrips into 3rd and i just walk this domestic pile 6-10 cars by the time we reach the next light, he doesnt even wave, he just turns off and floors it and is gone.
SRT4 - Lined them up, i couldnt stop giggling at this queer *** yellow paint job these neons come with. He asks me if i was ready, i said sure. We rev them up, my friend hops out start us. So, his hand drops and i paddle my tires, pull 1-2 car on him off the line no problems, I hear him getting some crazy *** wheel hop, he just drops his from redline, I end 1st and continue to pull another car or so, he starts to gain a little as his turbo spools, but thats not what im noticing about the srt4, what i notice is that his wheel hop must have been so bad his window wipers were going full board. But, anyways, we get to then end of 2nd, ( my favorite gear) Get to 3rd, he is making an alright comeback nothing spectacular, but when i get spooled up again he loses any progress. I break it off, and slow down, and we coast next to eachother for a bit, before going to turn around. When we go to turn around he gets excited and tries to beat me back all i hear is gears griding, and i just take off and pickup my friend.
s2000 at 8,000ft elevation
I moved from Colorado Springs, CO to Salt Lake City, UT and at one point while going over a pass, i see a s2000 an older guy with his wife, just having a good time at like 90+ mph so i say, why the hell not and go after him, we play back and forth, and i fall back and he waves for me to come up again, so we take off both cars starving for air, i take him and he throws in the towel, so im cruising along after that race and my add oil light pops on, im like ah ****, so i pull over in a rest stop, add a quart and i see the s2000 pass me, i hop in my car and take off again, and as i round the next corner i see Wyoming State Patrol has him pulled over......
Fastest Race Ive ever done is WS-6 and i got up to 163 and then i got passed, so i felt like ****, Supercharged WS-6 = batmobile that can actually fly.
Ive lost to a new Sentra SER Spec V lol, was my first day of manual transmission, hehe....i was being too cocky, and i was pissed, i ended up with a toasted clutch, and my tranny wasnt catching my gears so after 2 runs, yes, just 2. i had to sit and let my clutch cool...lol...sad sad day.
99 Supra TT, i had owned my car maybe, a week or so, i was still shitty at driving a 5 speed, first car, newbie. So i was letting my friend drive my car, and we had just dropped off my sister all high as a kite back at her apartment, so we were heading back to our house, and we see this black supra get on the highway with us, so we slow down, wait for em to come up next to us, we start to pace him, i roll down the window ask him 'ARE YOU TURBO" because i couldnt hear a thing, he got on it and it still wasnt obvious. So he points forward, and i nod yell to him "OK LETS DO IT" so my friend doesnt even drop out of 5th he just sits there, and floors it, i look at him and tell him to DRIVE DAMN IT! But he tells me he is afraid to hurt my car...I will have my revenge..=(
best race i ever spectated was Ford Taurus SHO beating on a Stealth R/T TT.
Supercharged SHO dyno'd at 320fwhp, with 33%hp drivetrain loss. And the SHO still had a paper air filter! The stealth owner was a friend of mine who got cocky when he went from a RT to A TT.
My sister, she has this 91 GSX lancer evo bottom end, super 16g, straight 3" exhaust, S-AFC, Profec B, She thinks she is the **** with this little dsm. Over 8000 invested in engine work, the thing can turn out better then 15.5s. ROFL, on 18psi. "
how high above sea level r u?....that is just sad, ur sister can't drive or something, i have several friends in the low13s high 12s with less work done...or her car can be tuned improperly
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