Soo I was doing a little test and tune on some 100 octane.. First time ive had 100 octane in this dsm.. Ohhh daddy Like.. Goodbye knock.. So I slowly worked my way up to about 22-23 lbs on my evoIII 16g.. Couldnt believe how lean I was able to run it.. So just about when I get it dialed in im cruising along a street, which will remain nameless, and a late 90's black Mustang cobra comes cruising up beside me... Hes giving me the pipes (Sounds like stock muffs without cats)... I gave him a coupla little blowoffs as we roll up to a stoplight.. (Street was out of town and empty.. Middle of the day on Sunday..) Light goes green and we both start accelerating normally.. But every time i edge up a little he starts accelerating a little harder untill all of the sudden he hits it hard while im at the top of first.. I punch it to get spooled then grab second.. By this time he had about half a car length on me cause he hit it first.. By the end of second gear my exhaust is about even with his open drivers window when i shift hard to third emitting an extremely loud pop from my muff right by his head.. I walked him pretty damned hard in 3rd.. I made it to about 6500 rpm in 3rd before he shutdown.. I had about 4 car lengths on him.. So that was fun.. Next light he took a fast right hand turn and disapeared.. hehe ahh life was good..
Then.. about 10 minutes later on the same street coming back into town a ruthless sounding, blue, early 90's 5slo with saleen lookin wing comes up on me.. And again we get a nice red light with almost no cars in sight.. This dood is revving on me hard at the lights.. I rev once.. Some redneck lookin white kid.. maybe 18-19.. Im watching the other light and start to rev when i see it go yellow.. Our green hits.. He launches HARD.. I managed to bog my launch due to the fact that im not used to launching on my Fidanza flywheel.. So I lose my AWD advantage and im about even with his rear bumper.. I grab second and reel him in.. By the shift to third we were dead even... When we hit 4th i had about 2 cars on him.. We pulled allmost all the way thru my 4th shutting down somewhere around 100 mph.. By that time I had a rediculous lead (It was alotta car lengths.. dont even wanna guess how many).. I love my top end on 100 octane.. I slowed down and he did the typical american ricer flyby and blew a light to get away from me..
Made my day... Hopefully next time maybe ill actually get to race with a decent launch....
* Edit.. My poor Turbo was nearing the end of its days before this abuse.. Now its just about toast.. :roll:


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