GT2: Straight out of Compton!
#1
GT2: Straight out of Compton!
Yea yeah yeah gonna keep it real….barely escaped the hood in Compton…
Arkansas that is. The trip was quite the adventure.
That’s right, I went straight to the Mad Scientists’ place so that the GT2 could get some Protomotive lovin.’ My car had the fuel system upgraded (Mustang modified MAF integrated w/ the EVO V-Flow intake, dual pump, bigger injectors). We also deleted the cats and retuned her
I left my house in Sugarland at around 10 Sunday morning. Since Todd lives off of a mile long dirt road on the top of a mountain, we decided that it would be best for me to stay the night in Little Rock so that the car would be brought in when it was light the next morning. On my way I decided to stop in Hope, since I wanted to see where Bubba (the technical term we Political Scientists give to President Clinton) was born. I also wanted to see the legendary spot where Bubba had the Arkansas state Troopers pull over his first “Lewinski” (the P. Scientist term for the women Bubba used to give “legal help” to so that they could get their tickets fixed).
I asked a local, an owner of the biggest RV you have ever seen, where I might find this spot and we, as Arkansans say “started to talking.” A more charming gent you will never find. When queried as to the population of Hope, he replied “about 10 thousand, not counting ******s and Mexicans.” Wow. I then, in my best Borat imitation, asked if they counted Jews, but he apparently did not appreciate my sense of humor.
The RV man notwithstanding, I found all the other people I met in Arkansas to be a very friendly and not a hateful/bigoted lot at all, even though they do tend to tell tall tales a bit. I made a ton of friends and even got a free car rental (go see Mike Yarborough and his brother). When I arrived at the One-stop convenience store on top of the mountain I was met by Todd. His intellect shines through his eyes when you talk to him.
I then spent the next two days in Branson Missouri and liked it so much that I bought a condo at the Hilton Hotel and the new Branson Landing development. I traded 2 nights at my condo for the above car rental. I then spent a day in Harrison, the town nearby Compton, since it took one day more than expected to complete my car.
Finally, my car was ready Friday afternoon. The heat was brutal and she dynoed at only 605. I was limited to 1.1 bars by my boost regulator. However, once I came down off the mountain the boost increased to 1.4 (spiked at 1.5 until I turned her down a bit) and she became dramatically faster. Todd said she would pick up at least another 55 whp at sea level, and my butt dyno confirmed this fact. She is now a true beast. As the altitude decreased, the boost increased too much and I had to adjust accordingly. I did so by monitoring my boost levels (they were spiking at 1.5 bars and needed to be adjusted downward a bit) while going WOT. Unfortunately, an Arkansas State Trooper did an instant on radar Zap (my squawking V-1 was too late to save me) and I left Arkansas w/ an 80 in a 55 ticket as a souvenir.
Interestingly, I pulled into a gas station as I was leaving and a guy pulls up to me and says “are you Sean?” “Why yes, I replied, I am…how do you know.” “My buddies where just talking about your car back in Harrison.” “Small world” I said and gassed up the GT2 for my 11 hour drive back to Texas.
Arkansas that is. The trip was quite the adventure.
That’s right, I went straight to the Mad Scientists’ place so that the GT2 could get some Protomotive lovin.’ My car had the fuel system upgraded (Mustang modified MAF integrated w/ the EVO V-Flow intake, dual pump, bigger injectors). We also deleted the cats and retuned her
I left my house in Sugarland at around 10 Sunday morning. Since Todd lives off of a mile long dirt road on the top of a mountain, we decided that it would be best for me to stay the night in Little Rock so that the car would be brought in when it was light the next morning. On my way I decided to stop in Hope, since I wanted to see where Bubba (the technical term we Political Scientists give to President Clinton) was born. I also wanted to see the legendary spot where Bubba had the Arkansas state Troopers pull over his first “Lewinski” (the P. Scientist term for the women Bubba used to give “legal help” to so that they could get their tickets fixed).
I asked a local, an owner of the biggest RV you have ever seen, where I might find this spot and we, as Arkansans say “started to talking.” A more charming gent you will never find. When queried as to the population of Hope, he replied “about 10 thousand, not counting ******s and Mexicans.” Wow. I then, in my best Borat imitation, asked if they counted Jews, but he apparently did not appreciate my sense of humor.
The RV man notwithstanding, I found all the other people I met in Arkansas to be a very friendly and not a hateful/bigoted lot at all, even though they do tend to tell tall tales a bit. I made a ton of friends and even got a free car rental (go see Mike Yarborough and his brother). When I arrived at the One-stop convenience store on top of the mountain I was met by Todd. His intellect shines through his eyes when you talk to him.
I then spent the next two days in Branson Missouri and liked it so much that I bought a condo at the Hilton Hotel and the new Branson Landing development. I traded 2 nights at my condo for the above car rental. I then spent a day in Harrison, the town nearby Compton, since it took one day more than expected to complete my car.
Finally, my car was ready Friday afternoon. The heat was brutal and she dynoed at only 605. I was limited to 1.1 bars by my boost regulator. However, once I came down off the mountain the boost increased to 1.4 (spiked at 1.5 until I turned her down a bit) and she became dramatically faster. Todd said she would pick up at least another 55 whp at sea level, and my butt dyno confirmed this fact. She is now a true beast. As the altitude decreased, the boost increased too much and I had to adjust accordingly. I did so by monitoring my boost levels (they were spiking at 1.5 bars and needed to be adjusted downward a bit) while going WOT. Unfortunately, an Arkansas State Trooper did an instant on radar Zap (my squawking V-1 was too late to save me) and I left Arkansas w/ an 80 in a 55 ticket as a souvenir.
Interestingly, I pulled into a gas station as I was leaving and a guy pulls up to me and says “are you Sean?” “Why yes, I replied, I am…how do you know.” “My buddies where just talking about your car back in Harrison.” “Small world” I said and gassed up the GT2 for my 11 hour drive back to Texas.
Last edited by Dr_jitsu; 08-11-2007 at 04:24 PM.
#2
Oh, by the way, in the middle of my 11 hour drive in nearly 100 degree heat, I ran several cars (one was, judging from the hood, a supercharged Trans Am...pulled a bussload on it) and I bike. How many cars can drive 650 miles in a day and at the end race all out with no ill effects?
#3
Its about time that you listened to me now you see the difference?
BTW, what turbos did you actually have?
markski
BTW, what turbos did you actually have?
markski
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2001 996TT 3.6L and stock ECU
9.66 seconds @ 147.76 mph 1/4 mile click to view
160 mph @ 9.77 seconds in 1/4 mile click to view
50% OFF ON PORSCHE ECU TUNING BLACK FRIDAY SPECIAL
#5
Thats what I thought all along....
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2001 996TT 3.6L and stock ECU
9.66 seconds @ 147.76 mph 1/4 mile click to view
160 mph @ 9.77 seconds in 1/4 mile click to view
50% OFF ON PORSCHE ECU TUNING BLACK FRIDAY SPECIAL
2001 996TT 3.6L and stock ECU
9.66 seconds @ 147.76 mph 1/4 mile click to view
160 mph @ 9.77 seconds in 1/4 mile click to view
50% OFF ON PORSCHE ECU TUNING BLACK FRIDAY SPECIAL
#6
You are the man, Mark old boy!
By the way, when I was in Branston, I had the pleasure of seing the Chinese Acrobats. Of course I fell in love with every female member over the age of 18. Who doesn't love a flexible woman?
After the show, I tried to chat up a couple of them (wifey did not go on the trip) but they are ALL heavily chaperoned. Everytime I would say something the chaperone would step between us and say something in Mandarin. I think it was "stay away from that dirty American old man!"
By the way, when I was in Branston, I had the pleasure of seing the Chinese Acrobats. Of course I fell in love with every female member over the age of 18. Who doesn't love a flexible woman?
After the show, I tried to chat up a couple of them (wifey did not go on the trip) but they are ALL heavily chaperoned. Everytime I would say something the chaperone would step between us and say something in Mandarin. I think it was "stay away from that dirty American old man!"
#7