Mopar vs Rice
Now I won't go as far as to say Muscle rules/Rice drools, but I've owned both. Over the years I've owned Hot Rodded VW Beetles, Rabbits, and most recently a Hot Rodded Sentra SE-R. While there's no better feeling than brutal accelleration in V-8's, there's something to be said for hitting exit ramps at 3 time's the posted speed limit. While screaming through an exit ramp at 75 MPH my Wife would always be yelling " I hope YOUR having a good time!" The Sentra felt about as fast, maybe a bit quicker, than my Wife's GTI. I never ran the Sentra at the track.
My SE-R had headers into a full high performance exhaust (non-buzzy...), K&N air filter, was lowered 3", Stress bars front & rear, drilled rotors, braided steel brake lines, 50 series rubber. While I advoided the temptation to tint the windows (to advoid the stereo-type) I did enjoy throwing this thing around like a rag-doll. The reason I sold it? It was a matter of time before I wadded it up into a ball and killed myself and/or my Wife. THAT'S how the Dart came into the family.
And this is my Wife's car, a bone stock 2004 VW GTI with a 1.8 Turbo 4 cylinder / 5 spd. automatic. This thing clicked off a 15.4 @ 90 MPH bone stock. They way it will remain.
Small cars can be fun, but I NEVER went looking for a knife fight with a guy holding a gun....
BTW: Horspower rules.
Now I won't go as far as to say Muscle rules/Rice drools, but I've owned both. Over the years I've owned Hot Rodded VW Beetles, Rabbits, and most recently a Hot Rodded Sentra SE-R. While there's no better feeling than brutal accelleration in V-8's, there's something to be said for hitting exit ramps at 3 time's the posted speed limit. While screaming through an exit ramp at 75 MPH my Wife would always be yelling " I hope YOUR having a good time!" The Sentra felt about as fast, maybe a bit quicker, than my Wife's GTI. I never ran the Sentra at the track.
My SE-R had headers into a full high performance exhaust (non-buzzy...), K&N air filter, was lowered 3", Stress bars front & rear, drilled rotors, braided steel brake lines, 50 series rubber. While I advoided the temptation to tint the windows (to advoid the stereo-type) I did enjoy throwing this thing around like a rag-doll. The reason I sold it? It was a matter of time before I wadded it up into a ball and killed myself and/or my Wife. THAT'S how the Dart came into the family.
And this is my Wife's car, a bone stock 2004 VW GTI with a 1.8 Turbo 4 cylinder / 5 spd. automatic. This thing clicked off a 15.4 @ 90 MPH bone stock. They way it will remain.
Small cars can be fun, but I NEVER went looking for a knife fight with a guy holding a gun....
BTW: Horspower rules.
