Calling silversurfer
05-02-2004, 11:05 PM
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Calling silversurfer I know you said you cant race now come the 8th
but why exactly? You said you blew the 2-3 clutches? Im just wondering cuz if you move your shift points up a bit you'll probably cross the line in 2nd and wouldnt have to worry about the 2-3 for our race...I think it should still be a go 
Damnit get that car together cuz i wanna race you 
but why exactly? You said you blew the 2-3 clutches? Im just wondering cuz if you move your shift points up a bit you'll probably cross the line in 2nd and wouldnt have to worry about the 2-3 for our race...I think it should still be a go Damnit get that car together cuz i wanna race you 
05-03-2004, 09:15 PM
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https://ls1tech.com/forums/showthrea...t=silversurfer
https://ls1tech.com/forums/showthrea...t=silversurfer
yah weve had a race setup for a couple of months now...then he goes on vacation now less than a week before we were supposed to race hes got tranny problems...i kinda knew it would come to this...lotta smack talk but nothin to show for it.
https://ls1tech.com/forums/showthrea...t=silversurfer
yah weve had a race setup for a couple of months now...then he goes on vacation now less than a week before we were supposed to race hes got tranny problems...i kinda knew it would come to this...lotta smack talk but nothin to show for it.
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05-05-2004, 06:55 PM
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Right, 7 cylinders. LOL
370 HP/7 = 52 hp per cylinder. So firing on all 8 you're gonna throw down 420+ HP. KEEEEEEP DREEEEAAAAAMMMMMIIIIINNNNGGGG.
Glad to know no one noticed it was firing on 7 cylinders all this time. Not even when being tuned. LOL
"Assclown" Imitation is the highest form of flattery.
370 HP/7 = 52 hp per cylinder. So firing on all 8 you're gonna throw down 420+ HP. KEEEEEEP DREEEEAAAAAMMMMMIIIIINNNNGGGG.
Glad to know no one noticed it was firing on 7 cylinders all this time. Not even when being tuned. LOL
"Assclown" Imitation is the highest form of flattery.
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05-05-2004, 07:05 PM
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Cause my tranny's slipping, as you already know. And unlike you, I haven't been at my tuner's shop every other day. Still got some other bugs besides the tranny.
But that's not important, what's important is you getting that plug wire on so you can bust out that 420+ HP. LOL
PS: what's the matter with my sig? Didn't you hear Spin DR is the MAN? You should pay him a visit so he can install that wire for ya. He's got the cure for your 52 HP blues. LOL
Still laughing at ya my lil Assclown.
But that's not important, what's important is you getting that plug wire on so you can bust out that 420+ HP. LOL
PS: what's the matter with my sig? Didn't you hear Spin DR is the MAN? You should pay him a visit so he can install that wire for ya. He's got the cure for your 52 HP blues. LOL
Still laughing at ya my lil Assclown.
05-05-2004, 07:17 PM
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Maybe, or maybe it's that mad torque my car has and your's lacks. LOL
Or maybe the 91800 hard miles my car has. Or maybe it was spraying about 30 bottles through the motor, no window switch. Sprayed a 140 shot through the shifts.
No matter what I post, nothing is funnier that you running 12.9 at 112. You lil fudge packin Assclown.
Or maybe the 91800 hard miles my car has. Or maybe it was spraying about 30 bottles through the motor, no window switch. Sprayed a 140 shot through the shifts.
No matter what I post, nothing is funnier that you running 12.9 at 112. You lil fudge packin Assclown.
05-05-2004, 07:24 PM
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No wait, something is funnier. After hearing all your crap about beating me, all your gay *** posts on several BB, your lies when IM me (you said you went faster than before)................ you're still slower than me.
Good news........you just got a promotion. Your new title is MAJOR Assclown. HAHAHAHAHA
Good news........you just got a promotion. Your new title is MAJOR Assclown. HAHAHAHAHA
05-05-2004, 11:06 PM
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Go away? You called me out. So here I am, you lil **** stabber.
Fade in: The ready room full of semen jumps to attention as Major Assclown enters. The semen look anxious knowing that in a short while they're going to be launched into the night. Their target......Uranus. Major Assclown feels the tension in the room and addresses the semen, hoping to ease their nerves. He clears his throat
and bellows to the troops. He recounts to them the infamous mission that almost cost him his life. The battle for the Bunghole, code name Chocholate Starfish.
It was a hot and humid night, the pungent smell of cheap booze permiated the air. The sound of Liza Minnelli and Cher songs could be heard echoing throughout their vessel. Semen Assclown and the others were locked and loaded, ready for launch. The red light flashed and with a mighty rush they began traveling onward. But then there was a sputter, as though their mighty vessel wasn't running on all cylinders. A crackle came over the loud speaker, .....I think we've lost number 8.......number 8 is dead. Semen Assclown was panic striken. With only 7 cylinders firing, could they build enough speed to reach the Bunghole or would they just dribble onto the floor only to be eaten by ants. All of a sudden he was ejected from the vessel and heading towards the target. The aim was good, but the trajectory was a little off. He could see the Bunghole, smell it infact. With one hand he was able to grab onto one of the thick vines extruding from the terain around the target. He held on for dear life when he heard someone say, "Hmm I missed, oh well just some dressing for that tossed salad". And then he was slurped up and injested, somehow making his way back to his unit to tell the tale of what happens when you launch with only 7 cylinders.
Fade in: The ready room full of semen jumps to attention as Major Assclown enters. The semen look anxious knowing that in a short while they're going to be launched into the night. Their target......Uranus. Major Assclown feels the tension in the room and addresses the semen, hoping to ease their nerves. He clears his throat
and bellows to the troops. He recounts to them the infamous mission that almost cost him his life. The battle for the Bunghole, code name Chocholate Starfish. It was a hot and humid night, the pungent smell of cheap booze permiated the air. The sound of Liza Minnelli and Cher songs could be heard echoing throughout their vessel. Semen Assclown and the others were locked and loaded, ready for launch. The red light flashed and with a mighty rush they began traveling onward. But then there was a sputter, as though their mighty vessel wasn't running on all cylinders. A crackle came over the loud speaker, .....I think we've lost number 8.......number 8 is dead. Semen Assclown was panic striken. With only 7 cylinders firing, could they build enough speed to reach the Bunghole or would they just dribble onto the floor only to be eaten by ants. All of a sudden he was ejected from the vessel and heading towards the target. The aim was good, but the trajectory was a little off. He could see the Bunghole, smell it infact. With one hand he was able to grab onto one of the thick vines extruding from the terain around the target. He held on for dear life when he heard someone say, "Hmm I missed, oh well just some dressing for that tossed salad". And then he was slurped up and injested, somehow making his way back to his unit to tell the tale of what happens when you launch with only 7 cylinders.
