So, after finding out that my wife is pregnant with our second, I look into my finances and realize that I can't afford a daily driver worth pi$$ing on if it was on fire. Extremely be-grudgingly, I do the right thing for the family and sell the '03 Cobra, my baby. Knowing that I need a 4-door car, and still want to have fun, I go out and get an '04 STI, de-badge it and de-wing it. I will have another Cobra as quickly as I can pay this thing off (hopefully, under 3 years).
Anyways, after 2.5 hours of basketball and 1 hours of lifting, I'm on my way home. I pull up next to '99 - '01 Mustang GT. It looks good, Saleen wheels, waxed up nice, etc. Just before the light turns green, he almost launches through the intersection and I realize he wants to race. So, about the time I get the RPM's up to about 4K, the light turns green, and he destroys me. It's terrible. I'm not the greatest driver, but I ain't the worst. I missed no shifts, ran the RPM's up to 6800 every time (that's where the shift light/beep is set)
I can't describe how badly he left me. I get caught at a light, he slows down so I can catch back up. Now, we're cruising at ~55, side by side, wide open road, no traffic around. I punch it, got about half a length on him at the start and extend that out to about a full length by the time we get to 140. I back off, he pulls into a gas station, I follow to bullsh!t. I can tell he has an exhaust, so I ask what he's done to it. "Bone stock... Bone stock" He seems to be a nice guy, forties or so, wife in the car who looks nice. I say "C'mon, there has to be SOMETHING..." He says "nah, just the way it left the factory..." He's kinda blowing me off like some dumb-a$$ ricer and I tell him I had an '03 Cobra 2 weeks ago. He says "yeah, I had one too... have a good night" and walks away.
Damn, I wanted to scream... "I'm not really a ricer!!!!! I'm doing the right thing!!!! Taking one for the family team!!!!!!"
And before anyone starts in on "STI's dominate... Cobra's are heavy and slow, blah blah blah" Let me say this: I have owned an '01 Cobra, and '03 Cobra, and have had the STI for 2 weeks. There is no comparison. The low end torque of the '03 dominates all others. That's just a fact of life.
The instant I pay this car off, I WILL HAVE ANOTHER '03/'04.
Anyways, after 2.5 hours of basketball and 1 hours of lifting, I'm on my way home. I pull up next to '99 - '01 Mustang GT. It looks good, Saleen wheels, waxed up nice, etc. Just before the light turns green, he almost launches through the intersection and I realize he wants to race. So, about the time I get the RPM's up to about 4K, the light turns green, and he destroys me. It's terrible. I'm not the greatest driver, but I ain't the worst. I missed no shifts, ran the RPM's up to 6800 every time (that's where the shift light/beep is set)
I can't describe how badly he left me. I get caught at a light, he slows down so I can catch back up. Now, we're cruising at ~55, side by side, wide open road, no traffic around. I punch it, got about half a length on him at the start and extend that out to about a full length by the time we get to 140. I back off, he pulls into a gas station, I follow to bullsh!t. I can tell he has an exhaust, so I ask what he's done to it. "Bone stock... Bone stock" He seems to be a nice guy, forties or so, wife in the car who looks nice. I say "C'mon, there has to be SOMETHING..." He says "nah, just the way it left the factory..." He's kinda blowing me off like some dumb-a$$ ricer and I tell him I had an '03 Cobra 2 weeks ago. He says "yeah, I had one too... have a good night" and walks away.
Damn, I wanted to scream... "I'm not really a ricer!!!!! I'm doing the right thing!!!! Taking one for the family team!!!!!!"
And before anyone starts in on "STI's dominate... Cobra's are heavy and slow, blah blah blah" Let me say this: I have owned an '01 Cobra, and '03 Cobra, and have had the STI for 2 weeks. There is no comparison. The low end torque of the '03 dominates all others. That's just a fact of life.
The instant I pay this car off, I WILL HAVE ANOTHER '03/'04.
