We had just installed my new TB today, got it idling right and set the TPS to 0.98V. Couldn't have gone any smoother. Take it out for a test drive after a 10 minute idle (to let the computer re-learn), and decide to run to 7-11 for some ice cream. The 3 of us (including me) hop in the car, run to the store, get the goods and start heading back to my friends house.
Literally RIGHT before i pull out onto the 2-lane road, a red SRT-4 with 2 "thuggish" mexican/rican/cuban kids drive by and hit the BOV.
IT'S ON BIOTCHES.
I get behind them and give 1st and 2nd a nice WOT... let the whine of the S/C strike fear into their hearts. My friend in the passenger seat points to a side road, we turn and wait on the side of the road. The SRT-4 comes up beside us and wants to go... i say 3 honks. They think they're the hottest crap to hit the streets of FL. Boy were they ever mistaken...
We go from a low (10-20mph) 1st gear roll and on 3 honks we both drop the hammer. Hangs with me thru 1st and part of 2nd, then gets raped on top of 2nd, all of 3rd and half of 4th before we brake going uphill for a stop sign. By the time i hit the brakes there were at least 5 car lenghts between my rear bumper and his front.
YOU GOT SERVED.
We turn back and head to my friends house and laugh.
Guess they thought it was just another mustang.
Literally RIGHT before i pull out onto the 2-lane road, a red SRT-4 with 2 "thuggish" mexican/rican/cuban kids drive by and hit the BOV.
IT'S ON BIOTCHES.
I get behind them and give 1st and 2nd a nice WOT... let the whine of the S/C strike fear into their hearts. My friend in the passenger seat points to a side road, we turn and wait on the side of the road. The SRT-4 comes up beside us and wants to go... i say 3 honks. They think they're the hottest crap to hit the streets of FL. Boy were they ever mistaken...
We go from a low (10-20mph) 1st gear roll and on 3 honks we both drop the hammer. Hangs with me thru 1st and part of 2nd, then gets raped on top of 2nd, all of 3rd and half of 4th before we brake going uphill for a stop sign. By the time i hit the brakes there were at least 5 car lenghts between my rear bumper and his front.
YOU GOT SERVED.
We turn back and head to my friends house and laugh.
Guess they thought it was just another mustang.