Anyone ever find out what happened to the guy's motor. Did he blow a rod threw the block. Danny and I stayed with the guy till 2 AM or so till the tow truck came. Another one bites the dust.

 

He shouldve tuned the Nawz timer.....



Sorry to hear... Shit must suck.....

 

he said he ran a 100 shot all the time with no problem. He has a window switch. I guess if you spray all the time the motor is going to break But I used to spray all the time and my old Civic had 115K miles on it. Granite it was only a 70 shot but I was also a 4 bagger.

 

I'm not exatcly sure what happened to the motor, since i haven't had a chance to work on it yet. Its leaked a lot of oil in the driveway tho. I have a spare a motor that's ready to go back in teh car for the time being. I'm going to pull it on Monday so i'll let everybody know what happened and give updates.

Thanks alot again to both you and Dan. If Dan would have just drove off i would have been stuck out there with no cell phone at 1am... I really appreciated the help.

And yes, the car has been tuned both on and off the juice. Its been running fine on nitrous for about 6 months now. I think the car was just making too much hp for the stock pistons/rods...

 

Dang that sux! Good think you got the spare motor. I remember you telling me all about it at the dyno day. I guess you do have a use for it!

Good luck man! And yes you were putting down some SICK Torque

 

Shit man that sucks

 

what color is your z?? Just curious red?

drew

 

Its dark green...

 

*shit talking rant on*
Thats what u get for having the torque of a Mack Truck on stock crap...
Just because you came over one night to help me pull my Blown engine doesnt mean Im going to come over and help you. If i do remember u flirted with every girl that walked by the garage effectively making a 1 hour job of dropping the unbolted engine a 4 hour job...
I cant believe u... So forget it... Dont call to help me push that car in teh garage (if it was a white LT1 i would but a green is not worthy). And if u try to be tricky and come to the shop and swap my built engine with your stock engine theres gonna be some trouble... U cant take me.. You havent been to the gym for a year... u gotts nothing on this fine chiseled male specimen of god like figure.

*shit talking rant off*

 

THis is the real story of what happened-


It was a warm night, the midnight stars cast their rays of light on the path that lye ahead. None of the men knew where the path would take them or what would be waiting ahead. With each man staring into the eyes of the other, they knew only one, and no more than 1 would come out alive.. Only one would be going home on his own, and only one would be carried home on a stretcher.
The Gaze seemed to last forever.... perhaps it was it was the intoxicating aura emitted by the moon, or the darkness of the night pushing to prevail over the light of the midnight stars.... But whatever it was, that gaze seized a moment in time all to itself.

It was time. The crowds gathered as the two men readied themselves for what was to be their time, their fight, ones glory, and ones agony of defeat. Both mounted their chariots as the crowds cheered with an uproar that would make the strongest of lions tremble. The chariots shot off into the night, racing down a path that held their fates in one hand. One could neither deny that they were destined to battle nor deny that it was the hand of fate to cast upon them what lye ahead.

A last glance into the eyes of the enemy and 3 loud shouts signaled the battle to begin. The wheels of the chariots were turning, the chariot of green skin launched out in front with precision and grace, while the chariot of black flared its nostrils and inhaled with such fury that a loud whistle sounded from its breathing. The man who covered himself in green knew all to well the profound strength of the man who covered himself in black. No one could mistake the evident nostrils and the power, power that rivaled that of Achilles himself.
Nonetheless the man who covered himself in green has claimed the lives of many who dared to challenge him.
The air of which the chariot of black inhaled swelled its body and compressed natures life substance into a more dark and powerful fuel used to slaughter all those who oppose. The man who covered himself in black smiled as he all to recognize the smell of blood that has not yet been spilled.
The man who covered himself in green heard the ever-closing sound of the whistle approaching closer..... and closer.... and closer.... With all the courage and strength he called upon the power of his gods to favor him, to allow him the power to succeed. And in that instant, like a flip of a switch, energy so great coursed through his being and the chariots body. The man who covers himself in green shot out with a scream of vengeance.

The crowds roared so loud that the Gods of Mount Olympus could not ignore.
Seeing this the Gods that favored the man who covered himself in black granted their strength to him as well....

The Black chariot like a flip of a switch sped off to close the gap between his rival.

The man who covered himself in green gasped for air as his strength weakened... it was too much... to much power for a man to wield. But no.. he must go on... he must fight.
But it is not a mans will to question fate. It is not a mans freedom to deny the constraints of destiny.
And in that moment of time a shadow cast itself over the man who covered himself in green. He fell from his chariot as the black chariot roared past him. A bowl of dust engulfed the man of green as he rolled and stumbled to a stop. There he lay, his green chariot shatter, broken... defeated.
The man who covered himself in black tasted the blood in the air, felt the presence of fear, and smiled at the thought of his victory. He turned his chariot of black around to face his fallen adversary. The black nostrils flared out at the man of green who remained motionless on the ground.

The crowd was silent.... they could not believe the drama that was unfolding.. The Gods sat in silence as well.....
The man who covered himself in black held his spear to the throat of the man of green who stared endlessly into the eyes of the one who had conquered him. The stars of the night sky shined a light so bright on the blade of the spear that it awoke the sun.
No one had ever rivaled the man who covered himself in black so well... no one had ever come so close to ousting his God like power. Being a man of Honor he respected the man of green... And with that he lifted the spear and extended his hand.... The sun now has risen to take its place were the stars once shined... The two men... without a word felt everything the other was feeling...
So in the end, Man was able to curb fate... as it was fate that the man of green's chariot was to be taken home on a stretcher, but both men would go home to challenge each other again, another day. and inhaled with such fury