Made my first obliteration on Saturday night while cruising in Alexandriam and, a good kill today (gotta scroll for this, but it'* worth it).
Pulled up to some stop lights and two 16 yo kid'* in a Plymouth Acclaim with a 2.5 TBI/A-413 auto is next to me. He started revving his engine (that'* how I figured his engine size), and when he let off the car stalled (timing off). My friend and I were already laughing when he started revving his engine, but when it stalled, my gut started to hurt we were laughing SO hard. Anyhow, to make even more funny, he starts cranking and cranking his engine (10-15 seconds worth) trying to get it started before the light turned green and it did so just as it turned green. I give him credit for two things, first knowing he was going to get his *** handed to him, and second, the very quick reaction time between getting the car running (just as we got the green), and shifting to first (doesn't do a A-413 any good to shift from park to first at 3-4000 rpm -I know), but he got the jump on me, butonly about 2 feet, and then I hit the gas and by te time my tires got any traction I was about 2 car length'* in front of him and putting more in between us. When we got to the next light I rolled my window down and gave him some friendly ribbing, and he acknowledged the car was all he could afford (just what kids should have for a first car anyway), and that he thought my car looked fast and just wanted me to waste him so he could see how fast it is (who know'*, next weekend he'll probably pull up next to me in a B4 blue 1967 Plymouth GTX 426 Hemi with 4-spd and 4.10 gears and then I'll be chewing the rubber cloud he'll make with the monstrous drag radials).
Then today after I got off work I saw the kid from town who brags his 1994 Taurus SHO like it'* as fast as a new Viper. While I admit SHO'* are no slugs, but I had to try him and thought I might be able to stay close since he has the slush-box auto.
So I flagged him down and asked if he wanted to head out of town and take a run for bragging rights. He was all over that and in one second he had accepted and said "follow me" as he took off, his head a mile high. So we headed through town at a pace accepteable for in town.
Once we got 2 miles out of town on a low traffic road we came to a spot where the road was flat and straight for almost 3 miles. He pulled in the left lane and I pulled up next to him in the right lane. He had a friend with him who got out and stood on th side of the side of the road and shouted "GO".
When I took off I made sure to keep the pedal where I would get the most accelleration with out smoking the tires. I broke the tires loose twice, as today the car was very responsive, but both times I would only ease up just a hair. About 100 foot down the road I was about just a couple inches ahead.
But that was when I really started pulling on him. By the time I got to 60 he was about 1-1/2 car lengths behind, but he was still trying, and so I kept it down. I let up at 95 and when I let up he was about 4-5 car lengths behind. Obviously my intake and exhaust did wonders for the higher end accellerating.
I was pretty damned happy, as I thought I would have been in his spot. Needless to say, he was pretty pissed and was making comments about, how his car was running like *hit, yet before the race he was saying how it had never run better. When we got back to where his friend was we found his friend pointing at the SHO guy and laughing and saying "You SO got your
handed to you in a basket". Sounds like he'* going to get his brother to bring his 1991 Mustang GT with the 5.0 and 5-spd out next week.
I know he has a K&N cone and a Dynomax mufflers (stock exhaust otherwise) those are his only mods.
What do you guys think? Can I take him too? I expect to stay close if not even, elt me know what you think.
Wish I had enough cash to get the Zex dry system.