Posted on 10/14/2009 5:51:36 PM PDT by SvenMagnussen
But what makes me laugh is remembering how this one local genius with a ‘67 Camaro, 327/365 was running 12 to 1 pop-up pistons and he wanted *maximum power* so he got the bright idea to add some aviation fuel from the local air park to that Sunoco 260 & Amoco Super-Premium mix. I remember when he pulled into the station one Friday evening, and he was all grins until he tried to shut the engine off and it just kept on running, and running, and running, it didn’t stop until those TRW forged aluminum pistons began to melt and started to weld themselves to the cylinders”
OUCH!!
I guess it never dawned on your friend that we had all thought of this.......we just weren’t stupid enough to try it ;-)
“C’Mon Landru. You know I’m a two wheel guy. I have no stories to tell in or out of school, unless you want to hear about my Kawasaki Triple that ate everything four wheeled alive back in the bad old days . . .”
I remember those! Very fast, and cheap price wise. They put out a 750 you could buy for 995.00 and they were all blue.
Yeah, but did you have a guy to pump the gas and give you Green Stamps and a free glass, when the gas was 35 cents?
We used to rummage through cars to find Green Stamp books and cigs.
Has an entirely different meaning to the retiree crowd. LOL
The car dear bride bought me has Nitrogen in the tires, and since the car has OnStar they sent me a notice informing me the tires have 27PSI, need more N and for that must visit the stealership. Called 'em, talked to the service adviser & told 'em I will NOT leave the car, want it done when I come in and will wait or there'll be hell. "Randy" knows me. Knows I can be somewhat temperamental so he calmly says, Bring'er in anytime Dan, we'll fix ya up & have you out in no time, a'tall." The result of proper training LOL!!
>I drive a car now that straight out of Detroit...
"So what kind of ride is it Brother? I'm thinking a Viper or something in that category?"
No Viper I know of can attain Camry-like mileage even it it's on a trailer, mk! LOL
An LS-7 my friend, most remarkable.
>While the technology's made quantum leaps over the years, mk? The *thrill* remains the same.
"Absolutely. I remember that the major limiting factor so far as elapsed times (talking quarter mile NHRA racing now) was tire technology, you could slap a pair of M&H Racemasters on your car, sprinkle some Oxydol in the staging area and smoke 'em up a bit (the detergent would make everything a little 'stickier' for traction)..."
And that Oxydol traction resulted in uber heated rubber, *sticky* as all get out. Don't they use bleach today at the NHRA events? Haven't followed the venue in ages since the cars started looking not so funny.
"...and you could end up shaving 2 or more seconds off of your time with standard street tires."
Yes and today there're some awfully spiffy computers doing that for ya in the big HP performance cars.
For example on the ZCar there's "Traction Control" and "Active Handling", can toggle 'em [both] off go into "Competition Mode" either bringing home the checkers or destroying the car while literally breaking both your neck & finances.
Ain't that right, Braveman? LOL
"But on the street you couldn't run slicks (legally anyway lol) and you couldn't very well uncork the headers unless you really wanted to attract some attention. (I saw a few variations on the ol' lake pipes arrangement with block off plates but that was a lot o' work unless you were a real dedicated street racer."
Slicks --per se-- have always been illegal in WI. Where (~approx) do you live, mk? Loud pipes of whatever iteration here were guaranteed to earn one a ticket for being a nuisance. Of course a 5,000W stereo blasting the most vulgar sounds imaginable OTOH was tolerated for the longest time, but I digress.
"This thread has really improved over the subject title, eh?"
LOL!!!!!
It happens.
Tried explaining to my ol pal his concern was unfounded after he sent me a PRIVATE email finishing my story. Tried explaining he owed it to either reply or opt to ignore.
He chose neither.
Well I picked him over 45 years ago as my pal for life, and He's the gifted one of his family, too. LOL
BWWWWHAAAAA!!!
Great stories, all.
In our generation we had a honest fear of authority. Call it "respect" if you care, but it was there and one heeded it. LOL
Fellas, Braveman's a two wheel guy through & through.
BUT what he won't mention is he also acquired a li'l cherry, too.
A "Chili Pepper Red" Saturn Sky RL turbo. 265HP tucked into in a little more than a large roller skate. Cheap to run. 5 speed so very "interactive". Lightweight enhances performance. Great interior with all the niceties we've become accustomed and visually beautiful, to boot.
Problem is?
His biker pals will ostracize him if he verbally announces the car's pretty slick.
Talk about a close minded crowd of bigots. LOL
"I remember those! Very fast, and cheap price wise. They put out a 750 you could buy for 995.00 and they were all blue."
If they're what I'm thinking of? I worked with a guy who owned one. Drove it to work during warm weather as much as possible.
Thing is, IIIR it was purple with yellow striping. What about it, Braveman? What'd they look like?
Now it did fly; but, never knew they were gas guzzlers, either. Go figure. {shhhhhh} I learned something. LOL
The other thing my brother did was buy a 62 Chevy,(a smaller car I don't remember the model name anymore),with a 3 on the tree. He bought a floor shift for it and installed that backwards too. This was the car he traded in on the Impala. He had the deal all negotiated until the lot boy went to move the car, at which point the dealer insisted on renegotiating the deal.
Yea, if you lived anywhere *near* north central WI you'd get some seat time behind the wheel, control the Go-pedal.
Then, we'd blab. LOL!
"Your bride must REALLY like you!"
That, or something a good deal more sinister?
After 32 years though one would've thought she'd have found an easier, if not cheaper way. LOL
...(mine built me an old AMT model of a Ford Galaxie when we first met, first time she ever assembled a model car, and swore it would be the last, lol)"
HA!!
Well make no mistake about it, then.
The woman loves you, wants you around for a long time.
You got a good one, my friend. ;^)
"A sobering thought in the midst of all these nostalgic festivities, our 0bamunist regime in Washington would just as soon put an end to ALL performance vehicles except for the Party elite, just like in the old Soviet Union, you know what I'm saying?"
Yes, I sure do mk. Can't recall a time when I didn't.
That said why would you guess we snagged a copy? Honestly, it didn't take a Nostradamus to understand where that SOB was taking the Republic.
Their biggest weapon has been, is and will continue to be a slow, incremental elimination of choice.
Then one day the only choice is that which they so generously, graciously provide. Slick, huh.
In the meantime, the citizens sleep.
And ya had to bring up Little Tavern again when my dinner ain't even half-cooked yet, didn't ya? LMAO
They were truly evil handling bikes. But they were hard to catch below 100 mph. Nothing could touch them until Kawasaki upped the ante with the venerable Z1.
The thing is, by today's standards they're average performers at best . . .
Right now, for my four wheel fun, my head's in the clouds because my butt's in the Sky . . .
“”FROM MY COLD DEAD TORQUE WRENCH!!!!””
LMAO!!
Stories??
OK, here we go. Dateline June,1965,South Bend,Ind. My dad brought home a 1965 Ford Mustang 289, 4 speed, 4 barrel, british racing green, black rag top, black interior. A week later, around midnight me and 2 buddies rolled it down the long driveway(I had snuck the keys after dinner), started it and took off. Never had so much fun in my life. Drove all over the Michigan countryside. Returned about 2:30 AM..........there was my dad, sitting on the front steps, smoking a cigarette, sipping a cup of coffee, looking calm.....too damn calm.
My 2 friends offered apologies, and ran like a thieves in the night. There I was, all alone, facing certain doom.
Dad: “ Nice car, huh?”
SJB: “Oh yeah.”
Dad: “Where did you go/”
SJB: “ Michigan”
Dad: “ I suppose Chicago was a bit too far. OK, every father should cut a kid slack one time in their life. For you, this is it. All is forgiven. If you do it again, you will die. A corpse, understand?”
A couple days later I asked why. He said he would have done it too! LOL!!
That sure bring it all back to me, thanks.
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