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Tue Jul 13, 2004 7:54 am
Ok, I have a small little gathering of stories, nothing exciting though. I have posted these in vaious other threads throughout NICO.
I came from driving a 1993 Ford Ranger to the G35 Coupe. Needless to say that is quite a large jump in performance and power. Shortly after I picked up my car, a few months I think, I was taking an entrance ramp onto an interstate. It is a fairly long ramp that merges into a very busy section of I-65 in Indy. There was a long line of truck traffic coming coming and there wasn't really any room for them to move over a lane so I could merge into traffic. So, I decided that I could go ahead and get in front of the trucks and not have to worry about it. I was going about 35 or 40 and then punched it. I looked at the speedo before I got to the interstate entrance and I was doing 125mph and then easily merged onto the interstate and slowed down. The car was smooth and the speed came so quickly that I had no idea I would be doing 125 on the entrance ramp. The car had me hooked before, but that just really got me more. The power that this car has is great and the feel of the car is amazing.
One night, early morning, last year as I was sitting at a stop light and a black 350Z pulled up along side of me and gave me the nod for a little race action. I'm usually not big on the street racing, but it was pretty late and it was fairly well lit, no intersections and divided from oncoming traffic, so I thought what the hell. So, I flip off the VDC and the light turns green. I got a much better start than he did and began to pull away slightly before he started to catch up a bit when the next light ahead turned yellow and we shut down. I was about 3/4 of a car ahead of him once we shut down. I was pleasantly surprised that the G held so well against the Z. Of course, had the Z driver been a little better, I am sure the results would have been slightly different.
Ok, last one for now. I was heading north on I-65 south of Indy going about 80-85 mostly with the flow of traffic. Southbound on I-65 came a State Trooper. When I saw him coming I let off the gas and slowed down to about 70-75. The speed limit along that section is 65mph and I was going with the flow, so I didn't think that he would be worried about me especially considering he was going the opposite direction that I was going. Well, when he passed me, I noticed him crane his neck and the turn into the median and turn on his lights. Needless to say I was surprised and a bit pissed off. He caught up to me about 2 miles up the road and pulled me over. He came up to the car and started asking me about it. He told me that he hoped I was upset, but the reason he stopped me was that he had never seen the car before and that he had to find out more about it. He had no inkling of stopping me for speeding. So, we talked about 15 minutes and he let me know that he was really the only Tropper to work that section of I-65 and that I really didn't have to worry about him stopping me unless I was driving like an idiot.
Well, enough stories for now. Maybe I'll tell all you kids some more later.