What's the fastest you've ever driven a car?
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FataMorgana
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105 and was shitting it. Young and daft.
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123mph on the Turnpike
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Many, many years ago as a young, stupid guy I had a 1959 Ford ex-FBI car. It had the 352 cid big block, 4 barrel carb and 3:11 gears. It was a bit of a dog off the line but after 50 MPH it hit it's stride. I was on my way home cruising along an unpopulated straight stretch of highway. The speed limit was 60 MPH but I was doing 70. I saw a set of headlights coming up behind me so in my youthful arrogance I thought, "Fuck him! He ain't gunna pass me!"
I accelerated but the headlights kept gaining on me. The speedometer in that old Ford went to 120. I had the needle buried past that and out of sight behind the edge of the dash gauge facing, but the car behind me caught me and stayed right behind me. I thought, "Fuck! A cop!"
I didn't want to get charged with trying to elude so I pulled over. The car pulled in behind me. I sat there for a few minutes waiting for the cop to come up to my car, but when he didn't I got out and walked back to it. To my surprise, it wasn't a cop but a brand new 1969 Corvette.
The guy had rolled his window down and when I approached said, "Damn guy, I clocked you at 140!"
We talked for a minute about his car and mine, then I got in my car and left. It didn't strike me until later, but if he clocked me at 140, how fast was he going to catch me?
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I accelerated but the headlights kept gaining on me. The speedometer in that old Ford went to 120. I had the needle buried past that and out of sight behind the edge of the dash gauge facing, but the car behind me caught me and stayed right behind me. I thought, "Fuck! A cop!"
I didn't want to get charged with trying to elude so I pulled over. The car pulled in behind me. I sat there for a few minutes waiting for the cop to come up to my car, but when he didn't I got out and walked back to it. To my surprise, it wasn't a cop but a brand new 1969 Corvette.
The guy had rolled his window down and when I approached said, "Damn guy, I clocked you at 140!"
We talked for a minute about his car and mine, then I got in my car and left. It didn't strike me until later, but if he clocked me at 140, how fast was he going to catch me?
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LOL. On the autobahn just outside Hamburg, I was doing 110 in a Mercedes Sprinter. 911 Turbo came past me like I was in fucking reverse. He must have been pushing 170.
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119mph in an old Mercury Comet with a V8 in it, driving up a stretch of I-81 in New York state.
Not really sure...
In 1969 my buddy had a ‘69 Nova SS with the 396/375 motor, 4 speed, with 3:08 differential. The speedometer only read up to 120. I had it stable at 120, and when I floored the throttle, the front lifted a bit, the car accelerated, and the speedo needle dropped out of sight. I backed out of it before the engine red lined, but my guess is the car had the power and gearing to do 150, maybe more.
Ah for the good old days in Nevada before posted speed limits.
In 1969 my buddy had a ‘69 Nova SS with the 396/375 motor, 4 speed, with 3:08 differential. The speedometer only read up to 120. I had it stable at 120, and when I floored the throttle, the front lifted a bit, the car accelerated, and the speedo needle dropped out of sight. I backed out of it before the engine red lined, but my guess is the car had the power and gearing to do 150, maybe more.
Ah for the good old days in Nevada before posted speed limits.
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When I was 17, I drove 105mph in a brown, 1973 Pontiac Catalina.
At 95mph, the windows started shaking. Also, that car confortably
seats seven. Plus, I used to spend 40 bucks per week to fill up
the tank with regular gas that used to cost 97¢ per gallon.
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At 95mph, the windows started shaking. Also, that car confortably
seats seven. Plus, I used to spend 40 bucks per week to fill up
the tank with regular gas that used to cost 97¢ per gallon.
https://i.pinimg.com/600x315/6b/b1/dd/6bb1dd119466464101a3c0b71fe22c7e.jpg
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My fastest in a street vehicle was getting a Nissan 280ZX to 120 back about 1980.
I did get to drive a stock car on a track at 152, that was fun as hell.
I did get to drive a stock car on a track at 152, that was fun as hell.
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A few years back my kitten Ling-Ling would jump into my car every time I went out for a ride, or to pick something up at the store. She would stand with her two front paws on the dash, and rear feet on the seat. She seemed to really enjoy the experience.
Looked something like this cat...and she would be very quiet and content just to watch the world around her whiz by as we went out for a short trip.
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Then one day we were out on highway 401 at about 5:30 AM, just past sunrise and cruising in South Western ON. This is when I decided that Ling-Ling might like to see just how fast my Jaguar XKR can really go.
She has always appreciated the tremendous acceleration the car is capable of and would easily be able to balance herself in coordination to the neck-snapping G-Forces the car can produce. And she had many times in the past simply quietly enjoyed the experience.
On this occasion I dumped the GO-Pedal and Ling-Ling peered out the front window into the wide open three-lane highway devoid of any cars ahead of us.
Needless to say the car pulled strong and unrelentingly until the speedometer passed 200 KPH and continued thru 250 KPH without hesitation. At this point I looked over at Ling-Ling and she looked back at me and meowed a few times quite loudly. Even though I was in the centre lane of three-wide blacktop the road visually narrowed substantially as I held the accelerator to the floor.
Now my car has a few simple mods, including an ECU tune from VAP, a smaller super-charger pulley to overdrive and increase the forced induction PSI, and a X-Pipe in the exhaust. All of which increase the stock 500+ HP to about the 630HP to 640HP range, as well as removing the speed limiter.
Just as the needle on the speedometer passed the 300 KPH mark (which is the last numerical indicator), Ling-Ling began to screech and howl a God awful tune and jumped over into my lap, shaking and gripping my legs with her claws.
I backed off the throttle hoping she wouldn't throw up her breakfast and we returned home at a normal speed. Ling-Ling never left my lap until we were stopped at home. Once I opened the door she leapt out and ran off for a few hours before returning around lunch time.
Needless to say, Ling-Ling never goes for car rides with me anymore.
I think maybe she sensed this wasn't a prudent thing to do, even though she still had another eight lives, even if I didn't make it.
Looked something like this cat...and she would be very quiet and content just to watch the world around her whiz by as we went out for a short trip.
https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn%3AANd9GcQVO0wEXeH6U0BE94kAkE8--HoydjLm_fYkIQ&usqp=CAU
Then one day we were out on highway 401 at about 5:30 AM, just past sunrise and cruising in South Western ON. This is when I decided that Ling-Ling might like to see just how fast my Jaguar XKR can really go.
She has always appreciated the tremendous acceleration the car is capable of and would easily be able to balance herself in coordination to the neck-snapping G-Forces the car can produce. And she had many times in the past simply quietly enjoyed the experience.
On this occasion I dumped the GO-Pedal and Ling-Ling peered out the front window into the wide open three-lane highway devoid of any cars ahead of us.
Needless to say the car pulled strong and unrelentingly until the speedometer passed 200 KPH and continued thru 250 KPH without hesitation. At this point I looked over at Ling-Ling and she looked back at me and meowed a few times quite loudly. Even though I was in the centre lane of three-wide blacktop the road visually narrowed substantially as I held the accelerator to the floor.
Now my car has a few simple mods, including an ECU tune from VAP, a smaller super-charger pulley to overdrive and increase the forced induction PSI, and a X-Pipe in the exhaust. All of which increase the stock 500+ HP to about the 630HP to 640HP range, as well as removing the speed limiter.
Just as the needle on the speedometer passed the 300 KPH mark (which is the last numerical indicator), Ling-Ling began to screech and howl a God awful tune and jumped over into my lap, shaking and gripping my legs with her claws.
I backed off the throttle hoping she wouldn't throw up her breakfast and we returned home at a normal speed. Ling-Ling never left my lap until we were stopped at home. Once I opened the door she leapt out and ran off for a few hours before returning around lunch time.
Needless to say, Ling-Ling never goes for car rides with me anymore.
I think maybe she sensed this wasn't a prudent thing to do, even though she still had another eight lives, even if I didn't make it.
Nice
Fastest car I've ever ridden in was a 94' Supra, 7685 turbo....terrifyingly fast car, pulled right past 200 and wouldn't start struggling till 215-220.
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FataMorgana
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Crazy bitch!
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With the roads around here, if you get above 80 you're looking to get airborne.
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About 10 years ago I was driving to Galveston on I-45. I was maintaining a steady 80 MPH when a Dually Ford pulled up onto my left shoulder and just stayed there. As I accelerated to pull away, because I don't like assholes on my shoulder, he accelerated to stay on my shoulder. I downshifted to 5th and punched it, and either his governor kicked in or he blew a gasket at about 110, while I still had an untapped 6th gear and about 3K left on the tach in 5th. Topped out at 127 with another 40+ still left, which had I been busted by the PoPo would have been a very expensive ticket and possibly a suspended license. I got very lucky, as that part of !-45 is usually thick with DPS troopers. Never did see the dually again. Still have the 911 - with over 20 years and 145K miles on it. It's not a turbo. As my mechanic likes to say: "If it wears turbos or lipstick it'll cost you money." Which, coming from a Porsche mechanic, is the height of irony.
