Last night I had my Bolt out for the first time in weeks.The weather was clear n cool so I figured what the heck. Picked up a friend of mine and started out for the evening.
Whilst coming upon a red light I noticed an "oriental enthusiast" in front of me at the light. White,ground FX,two tier wing and the obligitory "Fart can". No badging except for the toyota "T" on the back. Hmmm what is it? Ahh huge meats on the back,Supra!
I turn to my friend and say "if I get to run this guy it could be bad for us. Supras are wicked easy to add HP to." Well the road opens into a 4 lane and I pass him and give him a bit o throtle.He takes the bait and jumps up next to me. I slow and follows suit,then from around 35ish he jumps and mash the gas pedal. By 95 he was a generous 4 cars back? We go again from a similar speed and again its not really that close!? He gives me a "fly by" and his passenger starts waving for me to get back next to them, I start gaining on them until a bout a car and a half then I get a PUFFffff of smoke from his tail pipe and he pulls a good 5 cars on me. I never got any closer until the next light which we caught.
I put my window down and the passenger of the Toy does likewise. "Whats done to that thing?" I ask. "Twin Turbos" the passenger replies. "And NITROUS!" I hear from the unseen kid in the back seat. "The NOS isn't hooked up though." I hear the driver chime in.
Well the cross light is now changing so I gear up for my ass whoppin that I figure is coming and...By 80 he was toast,he missed gear
Next light he's jumpin, so I figure NOW is my ass whoopin. Nope. He was right there until about 65/70 and then he just kept falling back gradually. I raced these kids no less than 4 more times and the closest he ever came was when we went from about a 55 MPH roll and he was w/ me until around 105-110.I tried to get them to pull into a gas station to talk to them but all I got in return was the one finger salute. Oh well.
Obviously the kid couldn't drive to well,and the NOS is suspect at best. I think he tried juicin me when he pulled those 4-5 cars hard but I'm guessing the bottle ran out.That or he really didn't have it(or it was unhooked),anyway you slice it I came out waaaay ahead. I was just going to be happy w/ running him,but beating him made it that much more special. Just wish it was March and not January because I miss driving the L when the white stuff is falling.
DAMN! This is long,sorry guys ,just had to share!
Whilst coming upon a red light I noticed an "oriental enthusiast" in front of me at the light. White,ground FX,two tier wing and the obligitory "Fart can". No badging except for the toyota "T" on the back. Hmmm what is it? Ahh huge meats on the back,Supra!
I turn to my friend and say "if I get to run this guy it could be bad for us. Supras are wicked easy to add HP to." Well the road opens into a 4 lane and I pass him and give him a bit o throtle.He takes the bait and jumps up next to me. I slow and follows suit,then from around 35ish he jumps and mash the gas pedal. By 95 he was a generous 4 cars back? We go again from a similar speed and again its not really that close!? He gives me a "fly by" and his passenger starts waving for me to get back next to them, I start gaining on them until a bout a car and a half then I get a PUFFffff of smoke from his tail pipe and he pulls a good 5 cars on me. I never got any closer until the next light which we caught.
I put my window down and the passenger of the Toy does likewise. "Whats done to that thing?" I ask. "Twin Turbos" the passenger replies. "And NITROUS!" I hear from the unseen kid in the back seat. "The NOS isn't hooked up though." I hear the driver chime in.
Well the cross light is now changing so I gear up for my ass whoppin that I figure is coming and...By 80 he was toast,he missed gear
Next light he's jumpin, so I figure NOW is my ass whoopin. Nope. He was right there until about 65/70 and then he just kept falling back gradually. I raced these kids no less than 4 more times and the closest he ever came was when we went from about a 55 MPH roll and he was w/ me until around 105-110.I tried to get them to pull into a gas station to talk to them but all I got in return was the one finger salute. Oh well.Obviously the kid couldn't drive to well,and the NOS is suspect at best. I think he tried juicin me when he pulled those 4-5 cars hard but I'm guessing the bottle ran out.That or he really didn't have it(or it was unhooked),anyway you slice it I came out waaaay ahead. I was just going to be happy w/ running him,but beating him made it that much more special. Just wish it was March and not January because I miss driving the L when the white stuff is falling.
DAMN! This is long,sorry guys
,just had to share!
