Steve @ Guru
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I've had fast cars before, and I've driven lots of fast cars (muscle cars, real cobra's, superbirds, Judges, etc)...
So, I have a 337 GTI VW. It's not the fastest car in the world, but it has been known to surprise a few "fast" cars. I've done a fair share of mods (including my most recent one, a stratmosphere turbo-back exhaust system), so it holds its own.
It seems like everywhere I go, every leadfoot larry wants to race me; for no reason at all - I'll be going 70mph on the interstate and a Ford Explorer will pull up along side me and "drag race" down the interstate - not letting me change lanes, trying to speed up if I need to exit, etc.
So, tonight was an unbelievable night...I had to drive to "the big city", which is about 45 miles from my home. While in the city, I experienced the following events that demonstrate the level of mentality that surrounds the greater Arkansas area:
1) Jeep Grand Cherokee, V8 (circa 1999ish).
Comes right up on my butt, while we're doing 40mph in a downtown, 3 lane environment. No one on either side of me, just him, right on my butt - and I mean right on it.
I keep going 42ish, and have to adjust my mirror to keep his lights from blinding me. He does an "emergency lane change" manuever to the left of me, then floors it past me. Good riddance...then comes the stoplight.
We both stop. He's gunning his motor - doing brake 'bounces' (getting the car to rock by gunning/braking/gunning/braking). So, the light turns green, he floors it (I hear the bogging noise). I just normal shift, accelerating slowly to 40mph. Next light - the same thing.
So, I toast him. It wasn't even funny - wheelspin in 1st, and on the shift to 2nd (actually, wheel hop). I slow at just over 50mph; he does the 'ricer fly by' - roaring past me a few minutes later at about 70mph, then jacks on the brakes...
2) Ford Focus ZX3
Similar situation, without the tailgating. Car load of kids. At stoplights, they're revving the crap out of that poor little 2.0L, trying to squeal the tires, etc. After about 3-4 lights of that stuff, I had to toast them too. This time, the ricer fly-by was accompanied by someone trying to pour a Wendy's cup of coke on my car, but they missed horribly and ended up dousing their car.
3) Dodge Intrepid/Chrysler Concorde with a ricer exhaust and some chrome hubcaps w/whitewalls and a gold chain around the license plate.
This guy was a real dandy. First, I didn't think anyone was actually driving the car, because he had his seat reclined so far that all I could see was the tip of a baseball cap sticking up past the door sill. He's in front of me, we're going 40ish.
He slams on the brakes - no reason, I wasn't even close to him (at least 10-12 car lengths back). Then he floors it "bwwwwwwwwwwuuuuuaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh". I just turn up the System of A Down a little more and keep my steady, 40ish pace.
Again, heavy on the brakes, causing me to brake. I signal left, continuing in the left lane, keeping my distance from him.
My on-ramp is approaching; he's blocking my lane change to the ramp. I slow, he slows; I speed up, well, he tries to - all over but the crying...a quick downshift to second, with a stomp and he's suckin' exhaust. Comes up behind me on the ramp, more of the same - then does the ricer-fly-by at about 100mph (I was going 75 (speedlimit 70)), while brighting me from behind.
So, my question - does anyone else have this problem or is it just me? I *never* had this much trouble when I had my 93 Cobra- lots of thumbs up (or the finger from Chevy guys), but Cheese-n-rice, I can't believe how many idiots there are out there...
I try to ignore them, and the more I ignore 'em the worse it gets.
Oh, and by the way, the 337 can NEVAR lose.
(APR 93 + Carbonio CAI + Stratmosphere turbo-back exhaust + Autotech 28mm rear sway)
So, I have a 337 GTI VW. It's not the fastest car in the world, but it has been known to surprise a few "fast" cars. I've done a fair share of mods (including my most recent one, a stratmosphere turbo-back exhaust system), so it holds its own.
It seems like everywhere I go, every leadfoot larry wants to race me; for no reason at all - I'll be going 70mph on the interstate and a Ford Explorer will pull up along side me and "drag race" down the interstate - not letting me change lanes, trying to speed up if I need to exit, etc.
So, tonight was an unbelievable night...I had to drive to "the big city", which is about 45 miles from my home. While in the city, I experienced the following events that demonstrate the level of mentality that surrounds the greater Arkansas area:
1) Jeep Grand Cherokee, V8 (circa 1999ish).
Comes right up on my butt, while we're doing 40mph in a downtown, 3 lane environment. No one on either side of me, just him, right on my butt - and I mean right on it.
I keep going 42ish, and have to adjust my mirror to keep his lights from blinding me. He does an "emergency lane change" manuever to the left of me, then floors it past me. Good riddance...then comes the stoplight.
We both stop. He's gunning his motor - doing brake 'bounces' (getting the car to rock by gunning/braking/gunning/braking). So, the light turns green, he floors it (I hear the bogging noise). I just normal shift, accelerating slowly to 40mph. Next light - the same thing.
So, I toast him. It wasn't even funny - wheelspin in 1st, and on the shift to 2nd (actually, wheel hop). I slow at just over 50mph; he does the 'ricer fly by' - roaring past me a few minutes later at about 70mph, then jacks on the brakes...
2) Ford Focus ZX3
Similar situation, without the tailgating. Car load of kids. At stoplights, they're revving the crap out of that poor little 2.0L, trying to squeal the tires, etc. After about 3-4 lights of that stuff, I had to toast them too. This time, the ricer fly-by was accompanied by someone trying to pour a Wendy's cup of coke on my car, but they missed horribly and ended up dousing their car.
3) Dodge Intrepid/Chrysler Concorde with a ricer exhaust and some chrome hubcaps w/whitewalls and a gold chain around the license plate.
This guy was a real dandy. First, I didn't think anyone was actually driving the car, because he had his seat reclined so far that all I could see was the tip of a baseball cap sticking up past the door sill. He's in front of me, we're going 40ish.
He slams on the brakes - no reason, I wasn't even close to him (at least 10-12 car lengths back). Then he floors it "bwwwwwwwwwwuuuuuaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh". I just turn up the System of A Down a little more and keep my steady, 40ish pace.
Again, heavy on the brakes, causing me to brake. I signal left, continuing in the left lane, keeping my distance from him.
My on-ramp is approaching; he's blocking my lane change to the ramp. I slow, he slows; I speed up, well, he tries to - all over but the crying...a quick downshift to second, with a stomp and he's suckin' exhaust. Comes up behind me on the ramp, more of the same - then does the ricer-fly-by at about 100mph (I was going 75 (speedlimit 70)), while brighting me from behind.
So, my question - does anyone else have this problem or is it just me? I *never* had this much trouble when I had my 93 Cobra- lots of thumbs up (or the finger from Chevy guys), but Cheese-n-rice, I can't believe how many idiots there are out there...
I try to ignore them, and the more I ignore 'em the worse it gets.
Oh, and by the way, the 337 can NEVAR lose.

(APR 93 + Carbonio CAI + Stratmosphere turbo-back exhaust + Autotech 28mm rear sway)