Over the last few weeks I've racked up a few kills I figured I would share...
Car hasn't changed too much over the last year or so, minor stuff like headers, Tubular - K, and yes it's still sporting the 100+ lbs of junk rolling around in the trunk.
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I started out the night as I usually do, I drove down to our normal play area and picked up my buddy. We dropped the top, filled up the tank and proceeded down to one of our bridges. Suddenly I heard something in a "throaty" 4 cylinder variety and looked back to see a silver Evo IX pushing a good clip to catch up to me.
I slowed down and allowed him to catch up, was down about 60 mph. I left it in 3rd gear, waited for him to downshift, and then motioned for him to take the hit.
I heard his turbo start to spool, so I mashed it and we were off! I immediately started pulling at a pretty good clip, I shifted to 4th and let out, no reason to rub it in, it was pretty clear that I had him by a pretty good margin.
I was hoping to run him again, hopefully giving him his race (a low roll, since a stop wasn't possible where we were). However, we noticed he was hanging way back, and then after about 30 seconds, he gets back up next to me.
I downshifted down to second, waited for him to downshift, and then looked over and motioned for him to take the hit again.... that was a mistake!
On the hit I spun pretty good, so I pedaled it a bit, and went into 3rd, still in the powerband though. However, this time around, I noticed he was essentially dead even with me. We went through 3rd, then I shifted to 4th, finally around 100 I started slowly creeping away, we let off about 130 and I was less then 1 car ahead.
We coasted back down to the speed limit, and the evo rolled down it's window. It was a couple in their mid 30s, they were both grinning giving me a big thumbs up. I look at him and kind of wiped the sweat from my brow.
He yells over "That thing is loud as ****!"
I asked "What turbo?"
He replied "GT35R, I was really surprised the first run, so I turned up the wick to max, I've never lost to a Mustang on high boost. Your car's badass"
So we gave him a thumbs up and hit the turn off lane, and they waved as they went by.
It was funny in a way, he was out with his wife and came up on a Mustang Convertible, and figured it would be an easy kill and ended up getting a whipping.
Then in the second race, I made the misjudgment by giving him his race and the hit, assuming I could easily overpower him in the higher gears and finding myself banging the gears as hard as I could just to eeek out a 1/2 car lead.
All in all was a lot of fun, and a learning experience for both of us I think, you should never judge a car by it's appearance :dancenana:
Car hasn't changed too much over the last year or so, minor stuff like headers, Tubular - K, and yes it's still sporting the 100+ lbs of junk rolling around in the trunk.
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I started out the night as I usually do, I drove down to our normal play area and picked up my buddy. We dropped the top, filled up the tank and proceeded down to one of our bridges. Suddenly I heard something in a "throaty" 4 cylinder variety and looked back to see a silver Evo IX pushing a good clip to catch up to me.
I slowed down and allowed him to catch up, was down about 60 mph. I left it in 3rd gear, waited for him to downshift, and then motioned for him to take the hit.
I heard his turbo start to spool, so I mashed it and we were off! I immediately started pulling at a pretty good clip, I shifted to 4th and let out, no reason to rub it in, it was pretty clear that I had him by a pretty good margin.
I was hoping to run him again, hopefully giving him his race (a low roll, since a stop wasn't possible where we were). However, we noticed he was hanging way back, and then after about 30 seconds, he gets back up next to me.
I downshifted down to second, waited for him to downshift, and then looked over and motioned for him to take the hit again.... that was a mistake!
On the hit I spun pretty good, so I pedaled it a bit, and went into 3rd, still in the powerband though. However, this time around, I noticed he was essentially dead even with me. We went through 3rd, then I shifted to 4th, finally around 100 I started slowly creeping away, we let off about 130 and I was less then 1 car ahead.
We coasted back down to the speed limit, and the evo rolled down it's window. It was a couple in their mid 30s, they were both grinning giving me a big thumbs up. I look at him and kind of wiped the sweat from my brow.
He yells over "That thing is loud as ****!"
I asked "What turbo?"
He replied "GT35R, I was really surprised the first run, so I turned up the wick to max, I've never lost to a Mustang on high boost. Your car's badass"
So we gave him a thumbs up and hit the turn off lane, and they waved as they went by.
It was funny in a way, he was out with his wife and came up on a Mustang Convertible, and figured it would be an easy kill and ended up getting a whipping.
Then in the second race, I made the misjudgment by giving him his race and the hit, assuming I could easily overpower him in the higher gears and finding myself banging the gears as hard as I could just to eeek out a 1/2 car lead.
All in all was a lot of fun, and a learning experience for both of us I think, you should never judge a car by it's appearance :dancenana:
