Smug turbo 3000GT driver isnt smiling now...
08-04-2007, 05:14 PM
#1
Smug turbo 3000GT driver isnt smiling now... Driving home from work, minding my own, doing 65 in the middle lane. A yellow 3000gt pulls up to me and paces me in the left hand lane. I have to look over since he's pacing me, and he has this **** eating grin on his face. Clearly he wants a run.
I point forward, and with a smirk he shrugs, sure, why not. As if he has a big surprise waiting for me. He throws a couple revs so I could hear his turbos spool. I dont know if they were completely stock, but they wernt overly loud, although I could hear them over my open cutouts.
I point to his car, and then point forward, signaling him to take the jump, as i shift from 6th, to 5th to 4th. By now my car is singing around 3.5 rpm at around 50 MPH. He must know what he's in for. I hear his turbos start to spool and he starts pulling forward. I think to myself, no break boost? Regardless, its on.
I downshift to third and unleash hell. The tires bark just a chirp as I dump the clutch. My car sounds like the apocalypse is coming as I scream past him. I take the car just past the shift light (about 6800) in third gear, and get out of it. By now I have a good 4 or 5 car lengths on him, in what seems like barely 2 seconds. I gently hit the breaks to signal that Im out and coast back down to speed, and throw a chacka out the window in a sign of good sportsmanship. He must have given up, but still passed me going a good 15 MPH faster than me since I slowed down. He cut over 3 lanes and took the first exit he saw. I wish I could have seen his face.
I point forward, and with a smirk he shrugs, sure, why not. As if he has a big surprise waiting for me. He throws a couple revs so I could hear his turbos spool. I dont know if they were completely stock, but they wernt overly loud, although I could hear them over my open cutouts.
I point to his car, and then point forward, signaling him to take the jump, as i shift from 6th, to 5th to 4th. By now my car is singing around 3.5 rpm at around 50 MPH. He must know what he's in for. I hear his turbos start to spool and he starts pulling forward. I think to myself, no break boost? Regardless, its on.
I downshift to third and unleash hell. The tires bark just a chirp as I dump the clutch. My car sounds like the apocalypse is coming as I scream past him. I take the car just past the shift light (about 6800) in third gear, and get out of it. By now I have a good 4 or 5 car lengths on him, in what seems like barely 2 seconds. I gently hit the breaks to signal that Im out and coast back down to speed, and throw a chacka out the window in a sign of good sportsmanship. He must have given up, but still passed me going a good 15 MPH faster than me since I slowed down. He cut over 3 lanes and took the first exit he saw. I wish I could have seen his face.
08-04-2007, 05:58 PM
#4
Originally Posted by GuitsBoy
Driving home from work, minding my own, doing 65 in the middle lane. A yellow 3000gt pulls up to me and paces me in the left hand lane. I have to look over since he's pacing me, and he has this **** eating grin on his face. Clearly he wants a run.
I point forward, and with a smirk he shrugs, sure, why not. As if he has a big surprise waiting for me. He throws a couple revs so I could hear his turbos spool. I dont know if they were completely stock, but they wernt overly loud, although I could hear them over my open cutouts.
I point to his car, and then point forward, signaling him to take the jump, as i shift from 6th, to 5th to 4th. By now my car is singing around 3.5 rpm at around 50 MPH. He must know what he's in for. I hear his turbos start to spool and he starts pulling forward. I think to myself, no break boost? Regardless, its on.
I downshift to third and unleash hell. The tires bark just a chirp as I dump the clutch. My car sounds like the apocalypse is coming as I scream past him. I take the car just past the shift light (about 6800) in third gear, and get out of it. By now I have a good 4 or 5 car lengths on him, in what seems like barely 2 seconds. I gently hit the breaks to signal that Im out and coast back down to speed, and throw a chacka out the window in a sign of good sportsmanship. He must have given up, but still passed me going a good 15 MPH faster than me since I slowed down. He cut over 3 lanes and took the first exit he saw. I wish I could have seen his face.
I point forward, and with a smirk he shrugs, sure, why not. As if he has a big surprise waiting for me. He throws a couple revs so I could hear his turbos spool. I dont know if they were completely stock, but they wernt overly loud, although I could hear them over my open cutouts.
I point to his car, and then point forward, signaling him to take the jump, as i shift from 6th, to 5th to 4th. By now my car is singing around 3.5 rpm at around 50 MPH. He must know what he's in for. I hear his turbos start to spool and he starts pulling forward. I think to myself, no break boost? Regardless, its on.
I downshift to third and unleash hell. The tires bark just a chirp as I dump the clutch. My car sounds like the apocalypse is coming as I scream past him. I take the car just past the shift light (about 6800) in third gear, and get out of it. By now I have a good 4 or 5 car lengths on him, in what seems like barely 2 seconds. I gently hit the breaks to signal that Im out and coast back down to speed, and throw a chacka out the window in a sign of good sportsmanship. He must have given up, but still passed me going a good 15 MPH faster than me since I slowed down. He cut over 3 lanes and took the first exit he saw. I wish I could have seen his face.
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Originally Posted by GuitsBoy
Driving home from work, minding my own, doing 65 in the middle lane. A yellow 3000gt pulls up to me and paces me in the left hand lane. I have to look over since he's pacing me, and he has this **** eating grin on his face. Clearly he wants a run.
I point forward, and with a smirk he shrugs, sure, why not. As if he has a big surprise waiting for me. He throws a couple revs so I could hear his turbos spool. I dont know if they were completely stock, but they wernt overly loud, although I could hear them over my open cutouts.
I point to his car, and then point forward, signaling him to take the jump, as i shift from 6th, to 5th to 4th. By now my car is singing around 3.5 rpm at around 50 MPH. He must know what he's in for. I hear his turbos start to spool and he starts pulling forward. I think to myself, no break boost? Regardless, its on.
I downshift to third and unleash hell. The tires bark just a chirp as I dump the clutch. My car sounds like the apocalypse is coming as I scream past him. I take the car just past the shift light (about 6800) in third gear, and get out of it. By now I have a good 4 or 5 car lengths on him, in what seems like barely 2 seconds. I gently hit the breaks to signal that Im out and coast back down to speed, and throw a chacka out the window in a sign of good sportsmanship. He must have given up, but still passed me going a good 15 MPH faster than me since I slowed down. He cut over 3 lanes and took the first exit he saw. I wish I could have seen his face.
I point forward, and with a smirk he shrugs, sure, why not. As if he has a big surprise waiting for me. He throws a couple revs so I could hear his turbos spool. I dont know if they were completely stock, but they wernt overly loud, although I could hear them over my open cutouts.
I point to his car, and then point forward, signaling him to take the jump, as i shift from 6th, to 5th to 4th. By now my car is singing around 3.5 rpm at around 50 MPH. He must know what he's in for. I hear his turbos start to spool and he starts pulling forward. I think to myself, no break boost? Regardless, its on.
I downshift to third and unleash hell. The tires bark just a chirp as I dump the clutch. My car sounds like the apocalypse is coming as I scream past him. I take the car just past the shift light (about 6800) in third gear, and get out of it. By now I have a good 4 or 5 car lengths on him, in what seems like barely 2 seconds. I gently hit the breaks to signal that Im out and coast back down to speed, and throw a chacka out the window in a sign of good sportsmanship. He must have given up, but still passed me going a good 15 MPH faster than me since I slowed down. He cut over 3 lanes and took the first exit he saw. I wish I could have seen his face.
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08-05-2007, 09:12 AM
#10
Thanks guys. It feels a little bit like taking lunch money from a gay, crippled, retarded midget. I was really sure he had some more mods the way he came up with that smirk across his face. Maybe it was his first remotely-fast car and its a lot faster in his mind still. Maybe he just never ran a camaro before. A stock LS1 would have still run right by him, im sure.
08-06-2007, 01:01 PM
#16
Heres what 3000gt owners think of our cars.
Sounds about right if it was stock.
All your really need to pull a LT1 or LS1 TA or camaro is 14 or more psi and a healthy motor.
Stuff like open elements, Dp and the rest of the catback only make you pull away harder.
Even before I put on the 13t's I would have to think long and hard to even remember a TA that gave me any sort of trouble. Even the modded ones you can get with a good launch to about 95 or so.
All your really need to pull a LT1 or LS1 TA or camaro is 14 or more psi and a healthy motor.
Stuff like open elements, Dp and the rest of the catback only make you pull away harder.
Even before I put on the 13t's I would have to think long and hard to even remember a TA that gave me any sort of trouble. Even the modded ones you can get with a good launch to about 95 or so.
Typical delusional rice/importfanboyzz!! 
