I was coming home from a drink and cheezesteak with friends tonight at 8pm. They were heading up the mountain and I was going solo home in the valley. I just got back from a st. pattys weekend in pittsburgh in the green 1991 gst. Its all stock with the heatshields removed from the turbo, custom oil leak on the oil pan, removed balance shafts, and boost coming straight off the wastegate (approximatley 7psi). I'm on fresh 92 octane, but its running like shit. Feels like its pulling timing but the 193K motor is just probably trying to seize. A white SRT-4 paces me, checks it out, and then spools and lets off. Apparently the mismatched door handle and headlight cover meant that I'm a hardcore racer. I spool, and my car actually stumbles, and decelerates. I dunno wtf is up, its like all the timing is being pulled upon boost anymore. He then guns it and puts about 10 buslenghts as I put it in neutral trying to keep it alive and free revving it to clear it out.
Man I wish I had my white car finished 
I wouldn't even have raced. I would have just smoked the tires for a second then let off and smiled. 
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“ the only people that care about this aren't car people anyway. we don't consider EVs for anything other than point to point transportation like a bus or a plane. do you care how fast your plane can taxi down the runway?
the dodge is a drag strip monster, and a hell of a good one at that.”
-Rex B16, June 11 2024
