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Originally Posted by 99-Boxster-MK
Why would you even race that... Whats the point.. Racing a ricer in his tin can is a no win proposal.. What do you gain if you win.. You can say yay I raced and demolished a tin can.. I am the man
or you loose get pissed of and the tin can owner has a story for the next 5 years of how his tunning and all the mods and his hp gaining stickers smoked your porsche..
Just my opinion 
Mike
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You are absolutely right, but sometimes, just sometimes, ones testosterone gets the better of oneself. A few nights ago, I was at a light alongside a Nissan 350Z waiting to get onto a great long right handed on-ramp for the I85 in Atlanta. It was late, I was in a hurry and I had barely looked over at the guy. In my usual fashion, I took off from the lights like a scalded cat and took it to the line in each gear as I accelerated through this never ending turn. As I hit about 90mph, I started to feel a bit uncomfortable about the front end and backed off slightly. At this point, three quarters of the way through the turn, the 350Z came past me on the inside lane as if I was looking for parking. I threw caution to the win, floored it, but it was too late, he just showed me his lights as he continued to pull away.
My front tires are seriously worn on the inside thanks to some great alignment done by my local Porsche dealer, hence my trepidation on pushing it too hard. But, boy did I smart most of my way home, even if I was a whole litre down on engine.