This was a very entertaining Saturday night for me, some good, some bad. I told a buddy earilier it may be a very good night, or may be really bad, but was looking forward to it none the less.

I allready had a date to run Limey in his Unholy ZR1, and I met a Supra guy while purchasing the high octane stuff, and he told me that quite a few supra's would be out tonight. That made me happy, because I respect the hell out of those cars and had never ran one.

Kurt and I agreed to go on a 40 ish roll and tho we werent planning on doing it when we did, the perfect opportunity presented itself while we were driving to another spot. I looked over and he asked if I just wanted to do it now? And I said sure...bad, bad mistake. I had not let my bottle pressure come up to where I like it at, 1150 psi, as it was only at 1000psi, and I royally screwed up the launch. I went in second gear at apx 3500 rpm -as opposed to being in 1st at about 4400 rpm--and he ass raped me like I have never been violated before. I swear to God, it looked like that vette pulled the front wheels off the ground at 45 mph...He put 4-5 cars on me instantly. When the rpms came up to 4600 and the second stage kicked in I got my moral victory, and stopped him pulling me. Shifted to 3rd and maybe made up a little ground and then reached for 4th to only jam it in and not get it. But it was over any way's.

I don't think that even if I had launched in 1st I could have beat him, as that car flat out put it all on the ground and moved the fuck out. I most likely would have just spun and watched him pull away. Unfortunately the ZR1 developed a problem during the run and will hopefully not be down for too long. I'm just dumb enough to try again.

Now for the good part for me.

I met up with the aforementioned Supra folks and one very fast one (who I will not name in here out of respect) asked if i was ready to go. Having just been pummeled, I figured it couldnt hurt any worse, so why not. We left and went to another location that afforded plenty of room to run at high speeds , and made a total of 3 runs.
Run #1 - 50 ish roll and unbelievably I pulled him instantly and put several cars on him from 2nd to 3rd and I got out of it before 4th. I was amazed and figured something wasnt right...phone rings...whoops, he left his boost controller off -DOH!! No problem, we take a break and let my bottle pressure build back up and go out again.
Run #2 - 50 ish roll again, and this time he puts 2 cars on me from the start, I hold it at that distance as I shift into 3rd...and we come upon traffic and have to shut down--but he had me on that one. Traffic clears and we now have a very long open road and decide to go one more time...
Run #3 -60 ish roll this time, and that is my perfect launch as both stages come on allmost at the same time--we both launch like astronauts and are at least dead even--as I could not see him in front of me, and am VERY focused on road/shift light. Bang third and we must still be even-but 3rd is a long gear for me, and holy shit--I see him in my rear view mirror now!! (He told me he had difficulty shifting into 4th and thats when I pulled him) I stay in it and shift to 4th...holy shit things are flying by and at ungodly speeds, and I still see him in just about the same place in my rearview mirror. I keep in it for what seemed like forever as light polls are now blurring by and the roar resenating off the wall to my left is deafening --BUT HE IS STILL IN MY REAR VIEW MIRROR!! Now the track is closing up at an alarming rate-I put it in neutral and start decellerating as best I could without engaging abs....whew.
We pull off and go to a spot to get out and talk, and go over what just happened. When we get out of our cars--both grinning like school kids and do the shake hug, like we just experienced something awsome. It was. I have never driven that fast in my life. The estimate was somewhere around 170 to 180. Top of 5th for him is 190, and he was just about there when we shut it down.
He told me that when he missed the 4th gear shift, and then got it in, that he figured he would just stay in it and ultimately run me down...but could not. I don't know who would have won if he had not goofed up the shift, but we are gonna need to be on a salt flat most likely to determine that!
If/when you read this--like I said last night--that was the best race of my life--Thank you. We will do it again, but I am gonna have to jet up!

 

god diz am....can you shoot me a pm and tell me where that spot is...I need to do a WOT on the C5.

 

It must be nice..

 

Dayaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaam!

 

:o

 

ya it sucked i believe you where at 711 with us when that shit went down man i realized it was you after we got let go and you where pulling out to bad we did not meet but good kill/loss

 

you'd take him on the salt flats...your theoretical top end is like what...325mph @ 6400 in 6th gear...

 

good kills.....

 

ya.,,,wait, this thread is useless without pics.


pics or ban

 

Close your eyes and picture a really blurry anything.