Hate to be so long but I thought this was pretty funny end the end; however, at first, I thought it would be somewhat an interesting challenge that initially raised my blood pressure just a little. Ever since getting my car back from tuning on the dyno, the locals kept asking why don’t I bring it out and stop being scared because there are two cars in town who know without a doubt they can take me. Also, that these two cars have the respect of nearly all the local Mustangs, Corvettes, Camaros, Trans ams, WRX-Sti in town. These two cars are a 1994 Twin-Turbo Supra (not sure of turbo size but definitely aftermarket) and a 1994 Twin Turbo 300ZX with two TD-05 Greddys. These two guys are always the talk of the town and for some reason, the rest of the groupies are afraid of them and feel intimidated because no one can seem to beat them or come close. I always give credit where credit is do and must admit their cars do look nice. I don’t know how much money they have invested but if you saw these cars and the amount of work they have done to them you would be in ahhhh. They have definitely put money in them and compared to the regular street cars and low budget locals who hang out there, I see why there was no competition. But of course these two guys are the best of friends and I’m sure they do everything together (because they are Pals!).
Well, I decided to call both of there bluffs and just showed up one night at the local hangout where all the ricers hang, just to see if I can get a “Rise” out of someone. For the luck of me, these two guys were not there; however, their friends quickly called them both and they couldn’t wait to get to the hang-out where everyone was. There was also a big crowd that night who was hungry for some action and wanted to see me get beat (Well probably half wanted me to get beat and the other half wanted me to kick their a--). These yeahoos showed up and all you could hear from both of their cars were the blow-off valves coughing. For some reason they thought they needed to put on a show before actually coming to a stop. By this time I’m pissed! They showed up and asked me what I wanted to do and stated that they have been waiting, waiting, waiting for me to bring it out so they could put all the questions and wondering to rest. I stated, “Let’s do this and get it over because I had things to do.” At that time I’m even more pissed off because they had the balls to ask me what I wanted to do and that they have been waiting on me!
I first raced the 300ZX with Twin TD-05 Greddys and the first thing he stated was, “Hey, let’s do it from a roll.” Well at rolling about 35-40mph I let him hit it and about 2-3 seconds into the roll I started pulling on him like crazy and pull right next to him and gave him the come-on finger at the same time. He was embarrassed because he had his girl in the car. He said let’s do it again because he missed 3rd gear and that that is why I caught him. I said no problem and his girl got out the car. We did it again this time I was going to make sure of no excuses. From about a 40mph roll as soon as I felt him hit it I was on his ass and pulled about 5 cars on him easy and turned on my flashers.
After that we stopped and I said “Any more questions?” For what I still can’t understand for nothing in the world is he had the balls to say let’s do it from a stop. At that point I was thinking the guy must be an idiot in my mind because how does he think he can beat me from a stop if he can’t beat me from a roll. Well, the fact is he was blowing smoke and really didn’t want to run anymore. Kept saying his car was too hot and needed to cool and for me to race his friend from the stop. The Supra and I lined up and I hate to say it but he did pull me from the line hard on the first pass because I really didn’t build any boost and kind of just left (but I don’t make excuses – he did get me off the line hard). But once the turbo started spooling and I shifted, it wasn’t even close. I caught him in a matter of seconds and kept walking. We did it again and this time I used the T-brake after a little burn-out and left with about 9 pounds of boost. After that he didn’t even get out of 1st gear, at least I don’t think, and didn’t even try to race that particular run.
After everyone met back up at their hang-out spot, they asked me what I had in the motor and stated I must have been using nitrous. “It was so funny.” I told them I had just a single 72 turbo. But of course they couldn’t believe it. I popped the hood and their jaws seem to drop (Wowwww, oooooh, dangggg, mannnnnn, etc... – kind of common for Ricers). They even thought it was a V-8 and after counting the plug wires, just couldn’t believe it was a V-6. Better yet, some just can’t comprehend that a Buick beat what suppose to have been two of the fastest street cars in town. Dang, that night was a lot of fun and to be honest, I thought the races would have been a lot closer than what they turned out to be based upon the hype everyone had put out about their cars being the fastest in town. The Greddy’s let them down – “Big Time” and I’m sure a lot of you guys would just say I wasted my time proving basically nothing by beating up on Ricers – Was fun though! What's really funny is all the mustangs, 2 corvettes, couple of camaros and trans ams are the ones who I usually thought would bring the challenge; however, they definitely wanted no part in racing me after racing the so called fast Twins.
Well, I decided to call both of there bluffs and just showed up one night at the local hangout where all the ricers hang, just to see if I can get a “Rise” out of someone. For the luck of me, these two guys were not there; however, their friends quickly called them both and they couldn’t wait to get to the hang-out where everyone was. There was also a big crowd that night who was hungry for some action and wanted to see me get beat (Well probably half wanted me to get beat and the other half wanted me to kick their a--). These yeahoos showed up and all you could hear from both of their cars were the blow-off valves coughing. For some reason they thought they needed to put on a show before actually coming to a stop. By this time I’m pissed! They showed up and asked me what I wanted to do and stated that they have been waiting, waiting, waiting for me to bring it out so they could put all the questions and wondering to rest. I stated, “Let’s do this and get it over because I had things to do.” At that time I’m even more pissed off because they had the balls to ask me what I wanted to do and that they have been waiting on me!
I first raced the 300ZX with Twin TD-05 Greddys and the first thing he stated was, “Hey, let’s do it from a roll.” Well at rolling about 35-40mph I let him hit it and about 2-3 seconds into the roll I started pulling on him like crazy and pull right next to him and gave him the come-on finger at the same time. He was embarrassed because he had his girl in the car. He said let’s do it again because he missed 3rd gear and that that is why I caught him. I said no problem and his girl got out the car. We did it again this time I was going to make sure of no excuses. From about a 40mph roll as soon as I felt him hit it I was on his ass and pulled about 5 cars on him easy and turned on my flashers.
After that we stopped and I said “Any more questions?” For what I still can’t understand for nothing in the world is he had the balls to say let’s do it from a stop. At that point I was thinking the guy must be an idiot in my mind because how does he think he can beat me from a stop if he can’t beat me from a roll. Well, the fact is he was blowing smoke and really didn’t want to run anymore. Kept saying his car was too hot and needed to cool and for me to race his friend from the stop. The Supra and I lined up and I hate to say it but he did pull me from the line hard on the first pass because I really didn’t build any boost and kind of just left (but I don’t make excuses – he did get me off the line hard). But once the turbo started spooling and I shifted, it wasn’t even close. I caught him in a matter of seconds and kept walking. We did it again and this time I used the T-brake after a little burn-out and left with about 9 pounds of boost. After that he didn’t even get out of 1st gear, at least I don’t think, and didn’t even try to race that particular run.
After everyone met back up at their hang-out spot, they asked me what I had in the motor and stated I must have been using nitrous. “It was so funny.” I told them I had just a single 72 turbo. But of course they couldn’t believe it. I popped the hood and their jaws seem to drop (Wowwww, oooooh, dangggg, mannnnnn, etc... – kind of common for Ricers). They even thought it was a V-8 and after counting the plug wires, just couldn’t believe it was a V-6. Better yet, some just can’t comprehend that a Buick beat what suppose to have been two of the fastest street cars in town. Dang, that night was a lot of fun and to be honest, I thought the races would have been a lot closer than what they turned out to be based upon the hype everyone had put out about their cars being the fastest in town. The Greddy’s let them down – “Big Time” and I’m sure a lot of you guys would just say I wasted my time proving basically nothing by beating up on Ricers – Was fun though! What's really funny is all the mustangs, 2 corvettes, couple of camaros and trans ams are the ones who I usually thought would bring the challenge; however, they definitely wanted no part in racing me after racing the so called fast Twins.
VERY, VERY ,VERY COOL. 
