MK
03-14-2002, 04:17 AM
I have a bit of respect for the old Toyota Soarer now, always thought the V8 was a nice engine, (even though your an idiot if you dont get the inline 2.5L TT 6cylinder in one.. scary motors them!<img src="http://www.zilvia.net/f/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/wink.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=';)'>
10:30pm, on my way home from work after a very late, late shift and Im sitting on the lights, apparently people spend two weeks of their lives sitting in traffic lights on average.. anyway, Mr Low and White pulls out from the left turn and follows me in to the set of lights he was at. Sort of worried me a bit as cop cars here are mostly white but I take a second look and figure it must have been a late model celica or something and go back to being semi-awake.
Didint pay much attention to it, until the traffic dies off in the opposite direction and Mr L&W inches forward a bit, twice, "trying to judge a lunch eh?" my dribbly brain comprehends and the anti-social violent retard part of MK's brain thinks 'must go faster than neighbour.. ug!' Much like primative MK's would have done when chasing down prey with a spear and wearing a bearskin loincloth...
Opposite lights turn red we're next.
Count to 3, lights change to green after red in three seconds.
Rev to 3500
Drop clutch and we're away, slightly sideways but getting traction.
Short shift throw into second at 55km/h as I want longer legs
...shit, the guy is still next to me!
This hasnt happened in awile, most of cars of any note in my area will either whip me silly skylines or are piece of shit try hard in honda type rices who you dont even bother with.
Screech into second, peak boost starts dying off at 6000rpm and its time to find more again in third, 110km/h and Im about half a car length ahead.
Im 70km/h over the speed limit, its one of those times where if the cops turn up you just keep going moments.
Double clutch it into 3rd cause the syncro's are fucked on my poor little tokyo princess and they the clutch is not in any condition for 5000rpm silly-buggers. Mr L&W is still there but he's on my bumper now, Start picking up boost again at 4800rpm and we're away. damn, third gear is so sweet you'd almost marry it and its do not pass go, pick up a huge fine and go to gaol time if any coppers comming over the rise cause we're doing 140km/h.
This seems to have been sufficient for Mr L&W who pulls off the road into a bus lane, rather than continue the humiliation in the S turns comming up and sits there somewhere in the distance.
Well, until I hit the anchors realising that theres a speed camera up ahead and Ive got about 150m to slow down to 60 after going some stupid speed that will just mean the cops will haul out and plug my ass.
Stupid, illegal, anti social yeah it is and its naughty to do it kids. <img src="http://www.zilvia.net/f/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/smile.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=':)'>
But a cranky old guy with 2L and half the oppositions cylinders has to make a point though <img src="http://www.zilvia.net/f/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/smile.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=':)'> eheh!
10:30pm, on my way home from work after a very late, late shift and Im sitting on the lights, apparently people spend two weeks of their lives sitting in traffic lights on average.. anyway, Mr Low and White pulls out from the left turn and follows me in to the set of lights he was at. Sort of worried me a bit as cop cars here are mostly white but I take a second look and figure it must have been a late model celica or something and go back to being semi-awake.
Didint pay much attention to it, until the traffic dies off in the opposite direction and Mr L&W inches forward a bit, twice, "trying to judge a lunch eh?" my dribbly brain comprehends and the anti-social violent retard part of MK's brain thinks 'must go faster than neighbour.. ug!' Much like primative MK's would have done when chasing down prey with a spear and wearing a bearskin loincloth...
Opposite lights turn red we're next.
Count to 3, lights change to green after red in three seconds.
Rev to 3500
Drop clutch and we're away, slightly sideways but getting traction.
Short shift throw into second at 55km/h as I want longer legs
...shit, the guy is still next to me!
This hasnt happened in awile, most of cars of any note in my area will either whip me silly skylines or are piece of shit try hard in honda type rices who you dont even bother with.
Screech into second, peak boost starts dying off at 6000rpm and its time to find more again in third, 110km/h and Im about half a car length ahead.
Im 70km/h over the speed limit, its one of those times where if the cops turn up you just keep going moments.
Double clutch it into 3rd cause the syncro's are fucked on my poor little tokyo princess and they the clutch is not in any condition for 5000rpm silly-buggers. Mr L&W is still there but he's on my bumper now, Start picking up boost again at 4800rpm and we're away. damn, third gear is so sweet you'd almost marry it and its do not pass go, pick up a huge fine and go to gaol time if any coppers comming over the rise cause we're doing 140km/h.
This seems to have been sufficient for Mr L&W who pulls off the road into a bus lane, rather than continue the humiliation in the S turns comming up and sits there somewhere in the distance.
Well, until I hit the anchors realising that theres a speed camera up ahead and Ive got about 150m to slow down to 60 after going some stupid speed that will just mean the cops will haul out and plug my ass.
Stupid, illegal, anti social yeah it is and its naughty to do it kids. <img src="http://www.zilvia.net/f/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/smile.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=':)'>
But a cranky old guy with 2L and half the oppositions cylinders has to make a point though <img src="http://www.zilvia.net/f/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/smile.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=':)'> eheh!