Last weekend the wife sends me out for takeout, so like any good husband I take the long way there to enjoy the cool fall air and hit the loud pedal a few times. On the way back I see a blue c5 coming up on me fast. I slow down to let him catch up, and he roars past me. It's an electron blue zo6, and it's loud as all hell.
We end up cutting through some side streets as we make our way to the expressway, him goosing it and me following. Finally make it to the four lane expressway, sound wall on one side, concrete center divide and no intersections for a mile or two .
I pull alongside and honk it off. I am rolling about 15mph and lay into it, jumping a quick car. The old girl is roaring and second gear has me slowly stretching out the gap to two cars. Third gear and the sound of the kooks lt into Corsa extreme off the sound wall is glorious. He has stopped my pull in fourth and the gap is around three cars. I look at my speedo and am just passing 140mph.
I glance into the distance and see the light we are rapidly approaching is yellow, so I get on the brakes. Mr z attempts the flyby, not paying attention to the now red light until the last moment. He slams on the brakes hard and barely stops, half a car into the intersection.
I roll up next to him, and z driver is all smiles and complementing my car. He wants to chat so I tell him to pull into a lot. As we pull away from the light, the poor z is making a terrible grinding sound. He limps it into the lot, and we both start looking for the cause. I look under the z and see a metal cross brace under the motor is bent and dragging. Turns out when he slammed the brakes, the car nose dived so bad that the brace hit the ground and got all messed up. I break out my tool kit from the trunk, and manage to zip tie the brace up out of the way enough for him to get home.
The z driver was a cool guy and very appreciative, he offered to buy me a tank of gas, but I declined, told him I was happy to help. We then talked cars for a bit. He had arh headers, no cats, corsa catback, cai, fast and tune. Claimed 410rwhp. Car was gorgeous and sounded nasty. Was happy with the way my old boat performed. She just passed 130k on the stock shortblock, trans, rear etc, and never given me a problem. Most recent dyno after the Kooks lt had me at 490rwhp, 455rwtq. We shook hands and headed our separate ways, him with a slightly damaged z, me with cold takeout and a pissed off wife waiting at home. Was it worth it, hell yes hahaha. Thx for reading
We end up cutting through some side streets as we make our way to the expressway, him goosing it and me following. Finally make it to the four lane expressway, sound wall on one side, concrete center divide and no intersections for a mile or two .
I pull alongside and honk it off. I am rolling about 15mph and lay into it, jumping a quick car. The old girl is roaring and second gear has me slowly stretching out the gap to two cars. Third gear and the sound of the kooks lt into Corsa extreme off the sound wall is glorious. He has stopped my pull in fourth and the gap is around three cars. I look at my speedo and am just passing 140mph.
I glance into the distance and see the light we are rapidly approaching is yellow, so I get on the brakes. Mr z attempts the flyby, not paying attention to the now red light until the last moment. He slams on the brakes hard and barely stops, half a car into the intersection.
I roll up next to him, and z driver is all smiles and complementing my car. He wants to chat so I tell him to pull into a lot. As we pull away from the light, the poor z is making a terrible grinding sound. He limps it into the lot, and we both start looking for the cause. I look under the z and see a metal cross brace under the motor is bent and dragging. Turns out when he slammed the brakes, the car nose dived so bad that the brace hit the ground and got all messed up. I break out my tool kit from the trunk, and manage to zip tie the brace up out of the way enough for him to get home.
The z driver was a cool guy and very appreciative, he offered to buy me a tank of gas, but I declined, told him I was happy to help. We then talked cars for a bit. He had arh headers, no cats, corsa catback, cai, fast and tune. Claimed 410rwhp. Car was gorgeous and sounded nasty. Was happy with the way my old boat performed. She just passed 130k on the stock shortblock, trans, rear etc, and never given me a problem. Most recent dyno after the Kooks lt had me at 490rwhp, 455rwtq. We shook hands and headed our separate ways, him with a slightly damaged z, me with cold takeout and a pissed off wife waiting at home. Was it worth it, hell yes hahaha. Thx for reading
