I wasn't really criticizing you, just curious as to why you'd drop a ton of money on an expensive, gas-hungry V8 when you don't actually need all that hauling power. If you can haul a trailer without strain, why upgrade?
No thanks, I just enjoy the sound of my truck. There's nothing else to it.
You may like it but when I'm trying to sleep and your fucking car is so loud that it wakes me up, I may have to choke you. I hate how inconsiderate my neighbors can be.
I no longer understand the need to have a loud car other than for you to get attention from strangers.
You may like it but when I'm trying to sleep and your fucking car is so loud that it wakes me up, I may have to choke you. I hate how inconsiderate my neighbors can be.
Or random cunts driving by with their stereo so loud that I can still hear every single note. I wish there was a friendly Friend Computer here that would just incinerate every inconsiderate selfish cunt.
So I sold the Porsche a few years ago and I figured I was out of the sports car market. Not so. Yesterday, I bought an 05 Mustang convertible GT. I've always loved Stangs. Now I get to play with one for a while.
So I sold the Porsche a few years ago and I figured I was out of the sports car market. Not so. Yesterday, I bought an 05 Mustang convertible GT. I've always loved Stangs. Now I get to play with one for a while.
So I sold the Porsche a few years ago and I figured I was out of the sports car market. Not so. Yesterday, I bought an 05 Mustang convertible GT. I've always loved Stangs. Now I get to play with one for a while.
That's a good car. Also, much cheaper and more reasonable than a Porsche. Convertible is fun, and GT means it's a real Mustang. The non-GT non-Cobra Mustangs are just normal cars that look like Mustangs that they sell to the ignorant masses who can't drive stick.
So I sold the Porsche a few years ago and I figured I was out of the sports car market. Not so. Yesterday, I bought an 05 Mustang convertible GT. I've always loved Stangs. Now I get to play with one for a while.
That's a good car. Also, much cheaper and more reasonable than a Porsche. Convertible is fun, and GT means it's a real Mustang. The non-GT non-Cobra Mustangs are just normal cars that look like Mustangs that they sell to the ignorant masses who can't drive stick.
You do know that they make GT's with automatic transmissions right? And the most popular muscle cars come with racing auto transmissions as well.
You do know that they make GT's with automatic transmissions right? And the most popular muscle cars come with racing auto transmissions as well.
It's not like I've checked in a long time. My, probably faulty, memory was that the regular Mustang was usually a V6 auto. The Cobra and GT were V8 stick only.
Cars, huh? Well, I'm a bit of a car dude myself, ever since I started with a 1984 280ZX.
It was a TERRIBLE car, but I loved it. I had to basically rebuild the engine through high school, as it was constantly breaking down. But it had t-tops, and was a rear wheel drive car with a straight six... pretty fun. Didn't hurt that it looked pretty good too.
Fast forward awhile, and I ended up getting a Mini Cooper S (2003). Very fun little roller-skate with an engine. Once that started breaking (which it did, last year), I ended up getting this. A Mazda speed 3. So far it's a VERY good car, although a bit finicky if you're not prepared for the power. It's got a huge amount of torque going to those front wheels.
It was a TERRIBLE car, but I loved it. I had to basically rebuild the engine through high school, as it was constantly breaking down. But it had t-tops, and was a rear wheel drive car with a straight six... pretty fun. Didn't hurt that it looked pretty good too.
Oh fuck, The 280 ZX, I drove about in one of those for a little while, fuckin' terrible car, honestly absolutely hopeless, but oddly lovable. It's the kinda car you get as your first car, and love it till it dies. If you want a Z-car, go with a 260 or a 300, forget the 280 ever existed.
Instead of the new Mini Cooper, I had an old Mini Clubman, lightened, with a souped up 1275 CC Racing engine - that was just fucking silly, went like the clappers, I loved tear-arsing all around brisbane in that little fucker. Nothing like surprising the shit out of some git in a riced-out civic, pull up next to them, give them a challenge at the lights - and they always take it, because they think "Oh, just an old mini, easy prey" - then just shoot off like you've been fired from a cannon, which isn't an inaccurate description, since that car was like riding in a bullet.
Oh fuck, The 280 ZX, I drove about in one of those for a little while, fuckin' terrible car, honestly absolutely hopeless, but oddly lovable. It's the kinda car you get as your first car, and love it till it dies. If you want a Z-car, go with a 260 or a 300, forget the 280 ever existed.
That's exactly right. It was hopeless, but oddly lovable. The electrics were crap, the engine was a bit underpowered, the steering wasn't very tight... but the damn thing talked to you to remind you that "door is ajar" or "parking brake is on", and it had an all digital dashboard. Awesome.
I've never driven an old Mini, but I hear they were very fun little cars. Mine was quite fun, I autocrossed it a bit and it was incredibly good in the corners. Just planted to the ground so well.
The closest I've ever gotten to driving a sports car was my 1991 Oldsmobile Cutlass Sierra with it's 3.3 liter V6. It was front wheel drive, sure, but I KNEW how to fucking drive that car. I ate the stupid civics at my high school for lunch (not breakfast, I wasn't THAT good).
It was a TERRIBLE car, but I loved it. I had to basically rebuild the engine through high school, as it was constantly breaking down. But it had t-tops, and was a rear wheel drive car with a straight six... pretty fun. Didn't hurt that it looked pretty good too.
Oh fuck, The 280 ZX, I drove about in one of those for a little while, fuckin' terrible car, honestly absolutely hopeless, but oddly lovable. It's the kinda car you get as your first car, and love it till it dies. If you want a Z-car, go with a 260 or a 300, forget the 280 ever existed.
Instead of the new Mini Cooper, I had an old Mini Clubman, lightened, with a souped up 1275 CC Racing engine - that was just fucking silly, went like the clappers, I loved tear-arsing all around brisbane in that little fucker. Nothing like surprising the shit out of some git in a riced-out civic, pull up next to them, give them a challenge at the lights - and they always take it, because they think "Oh, just an old mini, easy prey" - then just shoot off like you've been fired from a cannon, which isn't an inaccurate description, since that car was like riding in a bullet.
Oh fuck, The 280 ZX, I drove about in one of those for a little while, fuckin' terrible car, honestly absolutely hopeless, but oddly lovable. It's the kinda car you get as your first car, and love it till it dies. If you want a Z-car, go with a 260 or a 300, forget the 280 ever existed.
That's exactly right. It was hopeless, but oddly lovable. The electrics were crap, the engine was a bit underpowered, the steering wasn't very tight... but the damn thing talked to you to remind you that "door is ajar" or "parking brake is on", and it had an all digital dashboard. Awesome.
I've never driven an old Mini, but I hear they were very fun little cars. Mine was quite fun, I autocrossed it a bit and it was incredibly good in the corners. Just planted to the ground so well.
Shut your mouth, I love mine, but yeah... the electric system is a nightmare.
Yeah... I remember driving home from work one evening and watching the battery drain as I did things like turn the headlights on, turn the windshield wipers on, turn the radio on... Replacing the alternator wasn't fun.
Yeah... I remember driving home from work one evening and watching the battery drain as I did things like turn the headlights on, turn the windshield wipers on, turn the radio on... Replacing the alternator wasn't fun.
When I swapped mine, it was a matter of 30min tops.
Yeah... I remember driving home from work one evening and watching the battery drain as I did things like turn the headlights on, turn the windshield wipers on, turn the radio on... Replacing the alternator wasn't fun.
Yeah, gotta go with MrRoboto, the alternator swap on a 280 isn't so bad - they're pretty decent to work on.
I remember when the alternator went in The Mighty Van on one trip, and at first, the engine would chug when you turned on the lights. Then the radio would cut out when you turned on the lights. Then it would stall when you turned on the lights - of course, night was falling rapidly at this point. Then the radio would cut out when you used the brakes, since they're power brakes. Then the engine would stall when you put on the brakes. We barely, barely got it home, that time, and if my place at the time wasn't at the bottom of a hill, we wouldn't have made it at all - we gunned it to get enough speed to get us over the hill, and just as we got near top, all the electrics finally died, and we just barely made it over the top to coast down the other side.
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I no longer understand the need to have a loud car other than for you to get attention from strangers.
Dark green hard top on my MX-5. ^_^
It was a TERRIBLE car, but I loved it. I had to basically rebuild the engine through high school, as it was constantly breaking down. But it had t-tops, and was a rear wheel drive car with a straight six... pretty fun. Didn't hurt that it looked pretty good too.
Fast forward awhile, and I ended up getting a Mini Cooper S (2003). Very fun little roller-skate with an engine. Once that started breaking (which it did, last year), I ended up getting this. A Mazda speed 3. So far it's a VERY good car, although a bit finicky if you're not prepared for the power. It's got a huge amount of torque going to those front wheels.
Instead of the new Mini Cooper, I had an old Mini Clubman, lightened, with a souped up 1275 CC Racing engine - that was just fucking silly, went like the clappers, I loved tear-arsing all around brisbane in that little fucker. Nothing like surprising the shit out of some git in a riced-out civic, pull up next to them, give them a challenge at the lights - and they always take it, because they think "Oh, just an old mini, easy prey" - then just shoot off like you've been fired from a cannon, which isn't an inaccurate description, since that car was like riding in a bullet.
I've never driven an old Mini, but I hear they were very fun little cars. Mine was quite fun, I autocrossed it a bit and it was incredibly good in the corners. Just planted to the ground so well.
I remember when the alternator went in The Mighty Van on one trip, and at first, the engine would chug when you turned on the lights. Then the radio would cut out when you turned on the lights. Then it would stall when you turned on the lights - of course, night was falling rapidly at this point. Then the radio would cut out when you used the brakes, since they're power brakes. Then the engine would stall when you put on the brakes. We barely, barely got it home, that time, and if my place at the time wasn't at the bottom of a hill, we wouldn't have made it at all - we gunned it to get enough speed to get us over the hill, and just as we got near top, all the electrics finally died, and we just barely made it over the top to coast down the other side.