I was heading home down Tustin Ave. late last night (9:50 pm), street pretty deserted, driving the GN , stopped at a red light, when all of a sudden a little red EVO pulls up next to me, drivers window open, stereo blarring, bass thumping and the driver starts throwing some revs out of his humongous fart can.
I looked over at the car and gave the driver a smirk while thinking "you've got to be *ucking kidding me"
I can hear his car reving, and reving, and reving as the left turn lane light goes green so I know i have about 15 seconds until the main light goes green
Check the streets ahead, check the streets behind, and hit the electric exhaust cutout
I know theres no sense in building any boost because I'm running pure street tires and I know that I'll just blow them away, so I just brought the rpm up on the convertor, just below where I would build some boost and waited
Light goes green, I take off without spinning, the EVO jumps out about 1/2 a car length in front on me about halfway through the intersection and then my turbo boost came up screaming, rear tires started smoking, traction hitting on and off, a$$ end wiggling side to side, and I jumped past him as we cleared the other side of the intersection and proceeded to fill the interior of his car full of roasted BF Goodrich rubber & smoke
Now he can go home and explain to his girlfriend why his car smells like roasted Camel A$$ for the next week
Race was over and done within 100 feet and I looked in the rearview mirror at the cloud of smoke hanging over the street and smiled
I stopped at the next light and the EVO comes up alongside of me again and the guy gives me a thumbs up and then asks me if my car was supercharged, or something........lol
It's hard to believe that people still do not realize what a GN is all about
This post is not intended to glorify street racing or entice other drivers to follow my poor example, but I'm more than happy to go back to school from time to time to put the fear of god back into the younger "ricer" generation.
Later
Ray
I looked over at the car and gave the driver a smirk while thinking "you've got to be *ucking kidding me"
I can hear his car reving, and reving, and reving as the left turn lane light goes green so I know i have about 15 seconds until the main light goes green
Check the streets ahead, check the streets behind, and hit the electric exhaust cutout
I know theres no sense in building any boost because I'm running pure street tires and I know that I'll just blow them away, so I just brought the rpm up on the convertor, just below where I would build some boost and waited
Light goes green, I take off without spinning, the EVO jumps out about 1/2 a car length in front on me about halfway through the intersection and then my turbo boost came up screaming, rear tires started smoking, traction hitting on and off, a$$ end wiggling side to side, and I jumped past him as we cleared the other side of the intersection and proceeded to fill the interior of his car full of roasted BF Goodrich rubber & smoke
Now he can go home and explain to his girlfriend why his car smells like roasted Camel A$$ for the next week
Race was over and done within 100 feet and I looked in the rearview mirror at the cloud of smoke hanging over the street and smiled
I stopped at the next light and the EVO comes up alongside of me again and the guy gives me a thumbs up and then asks me if my car was supercharged, or something........lol
It's hard to believe that people still do not realize what a GN is all about
This post is not intended to glorify street racing or entice other drivers to follow my poor example, but I'm more than happy to go back to school from time to time to put the fear of god back into the younger "ricer" generation.
Later
Ray
