Y2Kat
06-07-2006, 07:44 PM
Today was a GOOOOOD day
I had a meeting today with a guy I know that runs several businesses around town. He’s deep into cars, he owns the shop that used to do all my work…before he owned it completely…long story. Anyway…we have to go to his house to check the inputs on several plasma screens he’s going to move into his new office. We run over in his 06 BMW M5..which is pure sex. Every option…black…chrome…looks sick sitting still.
I knew he had talked about buying a Ford GT and started asking him about it. We chat for a minute and he blurts out…lets go get it! Who am I to argue We go to his other house (another long story) and pickup the GT. He RIPS out of the driveway…we’re flying down this little two lane road when he looks over at me and says “you have GOT to drive this thing”
Again…who am I to argue. I can’t BELIEVE how much raw power that thing has. I was going easy on it….it ain’t MY car and I’d have to sell my cars…house…myself and kidnap a couple of ya’ll to pay for it. He looks at me and grins…quit being a wussy…you shifted at 4000…you’re not even up in the power band yet. Drop back to second and floor it!
DEAR GOD….I’ve been in some quick cars…some fast cars…but JESUS CHRST that car is pure EVIL! 110 in a blink of an eye He’s hit 180 in 6th with it still pulling. HARD. Why did they even put a radio in that thing…Number one you can’t hear it. Number two…why would you want to listen to anything other than the exhaust note. It took a good 10 minutes for my heart rate to slow...and longer still for my hands to quit shaking
No traction control….manual seats….crappy doors…poor rear visibility…it doesn’t matter. Hit the loud pedal and you forget everything else except driving. It demands you complete attention at all times. It handles like a go cart, accelerates like a fighter jet, and stops like you hit a brick wall.
The first thing I thought of is this car will steal your girlfriend, hit your grandmother and roll you for your lunch money…all with a evil grin.
I want to do it again…this time on an interstate so I don’t feel so confined
I had a meeting today with a guy I know that runs several businesses around town. He’s deep into cars, he owns the shop that used to do all my work…before he owned it completely…long story. Anyway…we have to go to his house to check the inputs on several plasma screens he’s going to move into his new office. We run over in his 06 BMW M5..which is pure sex. Every option…black…chrome…looks sick sitting still.
I knew he had talked about buying a Ford GT and started asking him about it. We chat for a minute and he blurts out…lets go get it! Who am I to argue We go to his other house (another long story) and pickup the GT. He RIPS out of the driveway…we’re flying down this little two lane road when he looks over at me and says “you have GOT to drive this thing”
Again…who am I to argue. I can’t BELIEVE how much raw power that thing has. I was going easy on it….it ain’t MY car and I’d have to sell my cars…house…myself and kidnap a couple of ya’ll to pay for it. He looks at me and grins…quit being a wussy…you shifted at 4000…you’re not even up in the power band yet. Drop back to second and floor it!
DEAR GOD….I’ve been in some quick cars…some fast cars…but JESUS CHRST that car is pure EVIL! 110 in a blink of an eye He’s hit 180 in 6th with it still pulling. HARD. Why did they even put a radio in that thing…Number one you can’t hear it. Number two…why would you want to listen to anything other than the exhaust note. It took a good 10 minutes for my heart rate to slow...and longer still for my hands to quit shaking
No traction control….manual seats….crappy doors…poor rear visibility…it doesn’t matter. Hit the loud pedal and you forget everything else except driving. It demands you complete attention at all times. It handles like a go cart, accelerates like a fighter jet, and stops like you hit a brick wall.
The first thing I thought of is this car will steal your girlfriend, hit your grandmother and roll you for your lunch money…all with a evil grin.
I want to do it again…this time on an interstate so I don’t feel so confined