Bo knows
Enthusiast
Was out crusin In my 97 GTS, w/ 10lbs ROE charger, Belanger headers, ported cylinder heads. A newer Z06 pulled up a long side of me and started doing some short acceleration bursts so I did a few back. He said he had headers, chipped, intake and some other goodies. Sounded really good. Sure enough the light up ahead turns red we stop and there are no cars ahead of us. He yells over "this looks like trouble" I nod and start keeping a close watch on the light. I figure I'm going to come out easy and gradually get on the gas because its cold out and the Kumhos spin like crazy when its cold. Green light and we both leave evenly. He starts pulling me and has me by about a fender. I panic and floor it and annihilate the back tires. So now I'm thinking first gear is wasted might as well shift into second and see what happens, maybe the tires will hook up then. Nope. that didn't happen. More tire spin and a little wheel hop. But guess what, he still only has me by a fender. He's having trouble hooking up also. I pedal the car for an instant and get back into it only to produce more tire spin. So now I'm thinking get the ******** thing into third gear, surely it won't spin then and if I can stop spinning maybe I'll have a chance to get by him. I short shift into third still a fender behind and because my RPMs are down and I'm out of the power band the tires don't spin, but now I don't have the power to drive by. For what seemed like an eternity we stay dead even, the Vette still holding a fender length advantage. As my RPMs begin to climb I can feel the big V-10 starting to come alive and I start gaining slowly, inches at first, then a foot, then another, now we're even. I'm at 5,000 RPM's and pushing down so hard with my right foot I think I sprained my ankle. As the tach leaps from 5000 to 6000 RPM's so does the Viper, by about a car length ahead of the Z06. OK, that's enough, I'm done. I start braking hard and so does he. We slow down to normal speed and he looks over, gives me the nod and a thumbs up, which I return, and then he turns off. God I love this car!