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Well looks like some Bullit owner read the other thread on here and got a sense of false hope.
Coming out of the mall after wasting time my g/f mentions "Look at all the Mustangs out". And I see a DSG new edge going the other way. As he is coming closer I see cobra badges so I think its a 01. I rev at him and look in the mirror as he goes by to see that its a GT. :rollseyes Don't blame him though, I'd have wished it was a Cobra too...
Well I turn left and I see a dark blue new edge with a raised scoop. Its a GT. And I can see a hand on top of the steering wheel in "kick ass mode". :lol: So he gives it some gas and gets behind me close. We just cruise along and at the next light we turn right and I give her Mach alittle kick in the ass. Well thats all he needed to see and here he comes! Well as we were both wanting to play I had to throw in the towel and drop the girl off to get her hair did. :cuss: As I pull over to turn he goes roaring by and I see its a Bullitt with dumps and no tails.
I thought that was it but as I leave who do I run into? Oh yes, Mr. Bullitt and this time I'm planning on an ass kicking. Traffic is thick and after probably 5 miles of cat and mouse we finally catch a redlight.............Oh he is done for. :kaboom:
It just so happens that her Mach 1 has my black 03 Cobra wheels and my 315 drag radials in the rear. I look over at him and smile. He still has hand on top of the steering wheel. I see the yellow light on the other road come on. Might as well be my staging light. I bring the revs up to 2,500rpms. As we get the green I slip the clutch and my drag radials and her 4.10 gears are fighting against eachother as my tires are trying to get the 333rwtq to the ground. 1st gear goes by pretty quickly as he falls back ever so steadily. Shift point comes up around 6,300rpms and I pull back into 2nd gear while barely lifting my foot off the gas. The car kicks sideways for a second the the tires regain control. At this point the Bullitt is back 2 carlengths. I hit 3rd gear hard as ever and get a "BARK" out of the rear of the car. Mr Bullitt is a solid city block behind me so I just end the embarrassment.
I slow to allow him to catch up. We are going around 35mph and he yells over "I missed 3rd gear". I give him the "AHHH" look as I throw my head back alittle and he downshifts......I guess the kick isn't done? :shrug: So I put the Mach back down into 2nd gear and I honk three times. On about 2 and a half he goes and I just say screw it and mash the loud pedal down. I regain instantly the fender that he jumped and I pull a carlength on him through 2nd. Hit 3rd gear with a slight screetch of the tires and its like he gave up. 3, 4, 5, 6 carlengths. I think he missed 3rd again but he didn't come back up this time.
Not sure what made the guy in the bolt on 2v think he could take a 03 Mach 1 with a loud exhaust and 315s in the rear. :shrug: Cocaine is a hell of a drug I guess.
Mach 1 is a couple bolt ons with 4.10s
Bullit was a 5 speed with dumped exhaust and.... :shrug: ......maybe a 125 shot?
:rockon:
Coming out of the mall after wasting time my g/f mentions "Look at all the Mustangs out". And I see a DSG new edge going the other way. As he is coming closer I see cobra badges so I think its a 01. I rev at him and look in the mirror as he goes by to see that its a GT. :rollseyes Don't blame him though, I'd have wished it was a Cobra too...
Well I turn left and I see a dark blue new edge with a raised scoop. Its a GT. And I can see a hand on top of the steering wheel in "kick ass mode". :lol: So he gives it some gas and gets behind me close. We just cruise along and at the next light we turn right and I give her Mach alittle kick in the ass. Well thats all he needed to see and here he comes! Well as we were both wanting to play I had to throw in the towel and drop the girl off to get her hair did. :cuss: As I pull over to turn he goes roaring by and I see its a Bullitt with dumps and no tails.
I thought that was it but as I leave who do I run into? Oh yes, Mr. Bullitt and this time I'm planning on an ass kicking. Traffic is thick and after probably 5 miles of cat and mouse we finally catch a redlight.............Oh he is done for. :kaboom:
It just so happens that her Mach 1 has my black 03 Cobra wheels and my 315 drag radials in the rear. I look over at him and smile. He still has hand on top of the steering wheel. I see the yellow light on the other road come on. Might as well be my staging light. I bring the revs up to 2,500rpms. As we get the green I slip the clutch and my drag radials and her 4.10 gears are fighting against eachother as my tires are trying to get the 333rwtq to the ground. 1st gear goes by pretty quickly as he falls back ever so steadily. Shift point comes up around 6,300rpms and I pull back into 2nd gear while barely lifting my foot off the gas. The car kicks sideways for a second the the tires regain control. At this point the Bullitt is back 2 carlengths. I hit 3rd gear hard as ever and get a "BARK" out of the rear of the car. Mr Bullitt is a solid city block behind me so I just end the embarrassment.
I slow to allow him to catch up. We are going around 35mph and he yells over "I missed 3rd gear". I give him the "AHHH" look as I throw my head back alittle and he downshifts......I guess the kick isn't done? :shrug: So I put the Mach back down into 2nd gear and I honk three times. On about 2 and a half he goes and I just say screw it and mash the loud pedal down. I regain instantly the fender that he jumped and I pull a carlength on him through 2nd. Hit 3rd gear with a slight screetch of the tires and its like he gave up. 3, 4, 5, 6 carlengths. I think he missed 3rd again but he didn't come back up this time.
Not sure what made the guy in the bolt on 2v think he could take a 03 Mach 1 with a loud exhaust and 315s in the rear. :shrug: Cocaine is a hell of a drug I guess.
Mach 1 is a couple bolt ons with 4.10s
Bullit was a 5 speed with dumped exhaust and.... :shrug: ......maybe a 125 shot?
:rockon:
