Sick03Vert
Banned
So yesterday I was visiting some friends in Tijuana after work. I make quite a few trips to Mexico these days. 
Anyway, on my way back I am driving along an open four lane highway. It's about 7:30 so traffic is really light. I come up the entrance ramp and in the distance I see this white 5th gen Camaro. I don't think much of it, as I see those everywhere.
So I get on and start minding my own business when all of a sudden I hear some really, really loud exhaust. I look to see where it is coming from. That same white Camaro was doing a WOT pull for no apparent reason up ahead. At this point I'm a good 1/2 mile or more back, so I had a quick mental debate on whether or not to try and catch up. About that time an SUV passed me hauling some serious ass, so I figured what the hell...ducked in behind it and tried to catch the Camaro. Eventually I did manage to get up behind him just as the SUV I was following decided to duck off the highway. I could instantly tell it was a 1LE from the black spoiler and black hood, plus quad exhaust. With no other traffic around, I pull up next to him. He's doing the usual "I don't see anything" move, staring straight ahead. I wanted to let him know I was there, so I downshifted to third. Finally, he looks over with this "Yeah, whatever..you have no chance in hell" look and downshifts. I'll say this....his car was loud as shit and sounded really good.
I wave to him to try and let him know I just want a friendly run. He signals "On three" and I thumbs up him. I drop to second gear and wait. When he hits three, I nail it. At this point I should add that I HATE driving my car hard because I feel like it's damn near spousal abuse. BUT, this was a Camaro so...it's gotta happen. Fortunately for me, I got this thing called traction that I'm not used to...thank you Nitto...and instantly pulled half a car. Right at 6500 RPM, slammed into third and again...no wheel spin. This allowed me to finish pulling a car. I ran it through the top of third and was up by about 1 1/2 to 2 cars.
As I slow back down, I see him on the brakes and I know he's going to want another run. I drop to third and as he rolls up next to me, I look over to see him mouthing something. Between our exhausts, I couldn't hear shit. So I upshifted to quiet mine down, as did he. Finally I get what he is saying. "Bottle! Let me get my bottle right!" :bored:
At this point, I'm going to pause this story and point something out. My nuts have been held to the fire lately by many members on here because I don't feel nitrous is the same as a turbo or supercharger. They disagree fiercely. So what I want to point out is, I never asked the guy "Hey, could you maybe pull over for an hour or so while I bolt up my Eaton? That'd be great." Same my ass.
Now, these same people will tell you that I've openly stated I don't run nitrous cars. They've also told me that, if I ever did, I'd get raped. So I decided **** it, lets see what happens. I nod to him and cruise next to him for about half a mile while he dicks with some things in his car. FINALLY, he gives me the thumbs up.
This time, I decided to honk it. I tell him "On 3" and he gives me the thumbs up. Yeah....on the first honk, he lays into it...then lets out. I have to admit, I giggled a bit...intimidated much? ;-)
Once we line up again, I honk it off and he leaves a tad early....call it 2 1/2. Now, I am on my damn game this time because I'm sick of all the shit I've heard for weeks now and I want to see just how bad I'm about to get raped, apparently. As I hit third, I pulled even with him and I see some grey smoke coming from his exhaust, which is now INCREDIBLY loud. All the way through third...dead. nuts. even. Normally, that's where I let out, but this race was important to me so at 6500 RPM I shifted to fourth and stayed in it all the way to the top of fourth, where I had him by maybe a fender length.
Closest race I've ever had. The guy signaled me to take the next exit. So I did, and we pulled into a gas station to check out each other's cars.
He claims his mods were long tubes, tune, exhaust, intake, "other small stuff", and a 75 wet shot on the second run. He was pretty pissed when he found out I didn't have a Kenne Bell under the hood. We complimented each other and went our own ways. RARE for a Chevy and Ford guy. I will say though, it was clear we both had a lot of fun because when I first rolled up on him, he was all gangster leaning and acting like a badass. By the time we were talking, he was laughing and being a generally cool person. So that was good.
All in all, it was the closest race I've had in the car. And it also proved my point. Off the bottle, sprayed cars are at a MAJOR disadvantage. And since it isn't an "always on" power adder, it is NOT the same as a turbo or blower.
To be clear, before the usual team comes in, it wasn't cheating because he told me about it and I ran him anyway.
So that's my story. I was super happy with the way my car ran. :rockon:
Almost forgot...
*Cliffs - 03 Cobra mods in sig vs modded SS 1LE. On motor, Cobra by 1 1/2 - 2 cars. 75 shot on 1LE = Cobra by a fender.
Anyway, on my way back I am driving along an open four lane highway. It's about 7:30 so traffic is really light. I come up the entrance ramp and in the distance I see this white 5th gen Camaro. I don't think much of it, as I see those everywhere.
So I get on and start minding my own business when all of a sudden I hear some really, really loud exhaust. I look to see where it is coming from. That same white Camaro was doing a WOT pull for no apparent reason up ahead. At this point I'm a good 1/2 mile or more back, so I had a quick mental debate on whether or not to try and catch up. About that time an SUV passed me hauling some serious ass, so I figured what the hell...ducked in behind it and tried to catch the Camaro. Eventually I did manage to get up behind him just as the SUV I was following decided to duck off the highway. I could instantly tell it was a 1LE from the black spoiler and black hood, plus quad exhaust. With no other traffic around, I pull up next to him. He's doing the usual "I don't see anything" move, staring straight ahead. I wanted to let him know I was there, so I downshifted to third. Finally, he looks over with this "Yeah, whatever..you have no chance in hell" look and downshifts. I'll say this....his car was loud as shit and sounded really good.
I wave to him to try and let him know I just want a friendly run. He signals "On three" and I thumbs up him. I drop to second gear and wait. When he hits three, I nail it. At this point I should add that I HATE driving my car hard because I feel like it's damn near spousal abuse.
BUT, this was a Camaro so...it's gotta happen. Fortunately for me, I got this thing called traction that I'm not used to...thank you Nitto...and instantly pulled half a car. Right at 6500 RPM, slammed into third and again...no wheel spin. This allowed me to finish pulling a car. I ran it through the top of third and was up by about 1 1/2 to 2 cars. As I slow back down, I see him on the brakes and I know he's going to want another run. I drop to third and as he rolls up next to me, I look over to see him mouthing something. Between our exhausts, I couldn't hear shit. So I upshifted to quiet mine down, as did he. Finally I get what he is saying. "Bottle! Let me get my bottle right!" :bored:
At this point, I'm going to pause this story and point something out. My nuts have been held to the fire lately by many members on here because I don't feel nitrous is the same as a turbo or supercharger. They disagree fiercely. So what I want to point out is, I never asked the guy "Hey, could you maybe pull over for an hour or so while I bolt up my Eaton? That'd be great." Same my ass.
Now, these same people will tell you that I've openly stated I don't run nitrous cars. They've also told me that, if I ever did, I'd get raped. So I decided **** it, lets see what happens. I nod to him and cruise next to him for about half a mile while he dicks with some things in his car. FINALLY, he gives me the thumbs up.
This time, I decided to honk it. I tell him "On 3" and he gives me the thumbs up. Yeah....on the first honk, he lays into it...then lets out. I have to admit, I giggled a bit...intimidated much? ;-)
Once we line up again, I honk it off and he leaves a tad early....call it 2 1/2. Now, I am on my damn game this time because I'm sick of all the shit I've heard for weeks now and I want to see just how bad I'm about to get raped, apparently. As I hit third, I pulled even with him and I see some grey smoke coming from his exhaust, which is now INCREDIBLY loud. All the way through third...dead. nuts. even. Normally, that's where I let out, but this race was important to me so at 6500 RPM I shifted to fourth and stayed in it all the way to the top of fourth, where I had him by maybe a fender length.
Closest race I've ever had. The guy signaled me to take the next exit. So I did, and we pulled into a gas station to check out each other's cars.
He claims his mods were long tubes, tune, exhaust, intake, "other small stuff", and a 75 wet shot on the second run. He was pretty pissed when he found out I didn't have a Kenne Bell under the hood. We complimented each other and went our own ways. RARE for a Chevy and Ford guy. I will say though, it was clear we both had a lot of fun because when I first rolled up on him, he was all gangster leaning and acting like a badass. By the time we were talking, he was laughing and being a generally cool person. So that was good.
All in all, it was the closest race I've had in the car. And it also proved my point. Off the bottle, sprayed cars are at a MAJOR disadvantage. And since it isn't an "always on" power adder, it is NOT the same as a turbo or blower.
To be clear, before the usual team comes in, it wasn't cheating because he told me about it and I ran him anyway.
So that's my story. I was super happy with the way my car ran. :rockon:
Almost forgot...
*Cliffs - 03 Cobra mods in sig vs modded SS 1LE. On motor, Cobra by 1 1/2 - 2 cars. 75 shot on 1LE = Cobra by a fender.
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