So check this out right... I'm at autozone picking up some oil for my oil change yesterday. I'm going to leave, but this sausage fest on wheels comes pulling up to the parking space next to me and just about hits my car. I look over and all these gangsta wannabe's hop out of this 96 Mustang.
Anyways, I pay no attention to it and just start to go and back out. My throttle sticks while I'm backing up... external wastegate opens up right next to them. Kick the throttle to make it unstick. They're all staring and the driver was all "WHAT FOOL?!? You wanna rev on me in that piece of Sh*t?"
I shake my head at them and start to leave. I hop on the 12 headed back to my place and next thing I know they're right next to me revving like crazy. They're all yelling something that I can't make out cause my car is too loud because I don't have the exhaust on. They downshift and gun it a few times. I'm like whatever... I downshifted it and give it 1/4 throttle (not tuned yet and the engine isn't broken in either). The guy tries to downshift into 3rd and misses. I'm not even at 1psi and I'm pulled 6 cars before I slowed back down.
So they come up again and all ready to go. This time I remember that hey... at a little more than a 1/4 throttle it hits 10psi... and I can read knock and EGT's to make sure nothing is going to happen.
So I'm back down into 3rd gear and they're still screaming stuff out the window. They gun it and I wait a minute before I hit the throttle make sure I really want to do this. I decide that it's go time and I hit it to 1/4 throttle mark and feel the pedal inch down a little more, 10psi comes on QUICK and I'm flying past them with the wastegate just dumping. Slam it into 4th with them 6 cars behind me and I'm approaching the 70mph mark fast and there's a red light ahead so I just let off. They go flying past me through the light.
Checked my log on the link and my EGT's and everything was good to go. I'd say it was a good kill.


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