I don't drive the the beast like I drive the T but I could not help myself last night. I have a 2000 Ford F-350 four door, crew cab, long bed, single rear wheel 7.3 diesel, 4" lift and 37 inch all terrain tires. We have rush hour traffic and the right lane runs out about 300-350 yards from the light; I'm sitting in the left lane the light is red. Traffic all piles up behind me because the right lane ends and they all know it. Well this is Gainesville home to the University of Florida and 50K stupid college students. Two young guns in a smaller Lexus pull up on the right figuring they can easily pull the big ole pickup truck; fools.
The F-350 diesel has the usual mods 4" straight pipe exhaust with a 4" downpipe, big airbox, tuner module, big HPOP, they have no idea how fast this thing is. My exhaust pipe exists to the right behind the rear wheel.
Light goes green and I tree them by the length of the truck completely engulfing them in black exhaust. Boost comes up and I blow the big tires away even with the detroit locker, damn, I should have engaged the 4X4! They pull out of the cloud and are even with my front fender before I hook again when it shifts to second and I begin to creep past as boost now builds in second. Shift to third under boost and I begin to slide past them even faster now as third and overdrive pull like a crazy as they are now back at my rear bumper. Right lane now has merge left arrows and the cement wall forcing you to merge left as well as traffic in the single lane ahead is stopped and backed up so I let off to coast up. I figure Lexus boy will pull in behind me but he's still in it and does the ricer flyby and just clears my front bumper as the wall is forcing him into me. I stab the brakes to give him more room and he's still in the throttle wondering what he's going to do when he realizes he won't have enough road to stop, can't slide past on the right because of the cement wall and can't pass on the left because of oncoming traffic. I've been braking all along and he's now 6-7 car lengths in front and in panic stop mode. I figure he's gonna clobber the Cavalier at the end of the line of cars but that Lexus almost does it and he just ever so gently bumps the Chevy. Two more inches and he would have been fine. The 50 something lady gets out of the Chevy inspects her car yells at the kid and drives off. No damage I guess.
I do enjoy driving the beast though, my 16 year old daughter hates it.
I have to take this thing to the track one day, feels like mid 14's.
Mikey
The F-350 diesel has the usual mods 4" straight pipe exhaust with a 4" downpipe, big airbox, tuner module, big HPOP, they have no idea how fast this thing is. My exhaust pipe exists to the right behind the rear wheel.
Light goes green and I tree them by the length of the truck completely engulfing them in black exhaust. Boost comes up and I blow the big tires away even with the detroit locker, damn, I should have engaged the 4X4! They pull out of the cloud and are even with my front fender before I hook again when it shifts to second and I begin to creep past as boost now builds in second. Shift to third under boost and I begin to slide past them even faster now as third and overdrive pull like a crazy as they are now back at my rear bumper. Right lane now has merge left arrows and the cement wall forcing you to merge left as well as traffic in the single lane ahead is stopped and backed up so I let off to coast up. I figure Lexus boy will pull in behind me but he's still in it and does the ricer flyby and just clears my front bumper as the wall is forcing him into me. I stab the brakes to give him more room and he's still in the throttle wondering what he's going to do when he realizes he won't have enough road to stop, can't slide past on the right because of the cement wall and can't pass on the left because of oncoming traffic. I've been braking all along and he's now 6-7 car lengths in front and in panic stop mode. I figure he's gonna clobber the Cavalier at the end of the line of cars but that Lexus almost does it and he just ever so gently bumps the Chevy. Two more inches and he would have been fine. The 50 something lady gets out of the Chevy inspects her car yells at the kid and drives off. No damage I guess.
I do enjoy driving the beast though, my 16 year old daughter hates it.
I have to take this thing to the track one day, feels like mid 14's.
Mikey
EFI live & some propane injection= trouble!
