Heh, was out exploring, took a wrong turn out on a two track, ended up on a sandy trail in the middle of nowhere and no place to turn around - found out the hard way that the town-and-country emphasizes town. But not much country.
Turbo? Turn on a dime? I’m old because those don’t go together.
“I hit the gas and turned the wheel. A few seconds later I was in the grass and the turbo started kicking in.”
But I’m old. Direct induction? Cool. Supercharger? The idea of immediacy is cool, but nobody has one. A turbo? Turbo lag is a joke and I would like you to let me test it Saturday, when my wife is at work.
Test driving a Renault Fuego Turbo (yeah, sue me) many years ago–it was a Saturday, Wife was at work, and I was bored-- I learned you needed to keep the hammer down and even a POS Renault could make it work. Lift and you were in just another 1600cc sedan, except it cost more.
I really need to top off that left front if we are going to keep on bench racing. Upon seeing what she could do merging my daughter, observing my constant corrections, said, “You probably don’t want to do that.” When your own children say stuff like that the tire is flat.
I got to test drive an R5 Turbo (LeCar with serious zip) and it was a blast. Turbo lag is much less than it was 25 years go for many car but can still be up to two seconds.
Minor7 is correct about the GTI and the air conditioner. Drives me nuts to turn it off so I can pass someone quickly and then turn it back on as I settle into a more decorous pace. But the Mustang? The one I had didn’t heat worth crap and there was no such thing as air conditioning on it. And given the technology differences between the '60s of my car and today, the GTI would win.
Ouch.
Hey, I just got it, and I’m not the King of Maintenance. Apparently, neither is my eldest, who isn’t the daughter in question. Except she’d be the Queen, except she isn’t.
But FUCK! That motherfucker cranked! Except when it lost traction.
Kids these days have no idea how good cars are today. Speed, handling, reliability–any measure in the book. Except styling. That Buick was a fine looking car for the bottom of the line.