Uh i believe this bullshit story goes along with every other person who posts race stories about how they destroy a car with 40 or more horsepower then them.

So i'll join the club and make up a good one.

Last night i was at this red light and i just stopped, i look in my rearview and see a hot car rolling up. I was like damn what could this be. It turns out to be a brand new F50. So i rev my engine to 9000rmp's and he does it back. My car sounded so much better. So i flashed him a stack of cash, and he pulled up his title. Waited for the green and layed on it. My rear wheels spun for like 5 seconds and then i took off. He was ahead at first (LIke most stories in this section) But then my pro with 450 less horsepower started to pull on him. We hit this jump and launched into the air. My car is lighter so i pulled ahead and he just backed off, leaving me to win.

 

your car is slow man. my 1.6 protege was able to walk all over a mclaren f1 and that was at a rolling start, man. he was like, whoa man is that thing on NOS or something?

i just pushed some red button on my bling bling and then it went like.. wwwwwwwhoaaaa dude the whole world is blurring like in FnF only that i'm waaaay cooler.

then the guy gets off the car and says, hey man your car is so fucken fast. and i says, yeah man now go get yourself some stickers to make yourself hella fast.

 

yeah man!! the other day, 2 vipers pulled up next to me, and they rev up next to me, so i decide to give them a run of their lives. we stop at a red light, and as soon as it hits green, i floor it, i hit the rev limiter, and i'm only in first gear, but both vipers are a car length behind me, i shift to second, and it was basically all over, until one of the vipers hit a red button, and catches up, so I downshift into 2nd, and get into the pwoerband, just where my boost hits in, oh yeah i forgot to mention, i have a twin turbo setup, two T88s running sequentially. ye so when i'm in my boost i easily catch up to the NAWSSS using viper, and pass him like no tomorrow... sounding off my HKS sequential BOVs
see how much the FP-DE can handle!!! nothing touching the FP-DEs, except for a 13BT or 13BT-REW hehe oh wait... i geuss it should be called the FP-DETT now....

hehe makin up BS is fun!!

 

Come on guys. Thats nothing. I was at the airport last weekend and the last Concorde flight was scheduled...haha jpjp. Good times.

 

I beat a F22 taking off from an aircraft carrier catapult and I was in reverse too.

 

you must be rigged on a catapult as well! if that's so then your pro rocks man! anything that can withstand a catapult launch is sure sturdy

 

Yeah, last week a decked-out Supra pulled up next to me. Man he had at least 800hp but on red my car just took off. I must have pushed off at least 10ft forward and 2ft off the ground. I must have hit 60mph in about 3 seconds (while in 2nd gear) before finishing the job with some NOS. If only my Protege could do that....

 

thats it

the other day a quad rotor FD came up to me, ontop of the quad rotor he was running quad turbos, he said one per a rotor , he gave me dyno sheets which he holds in his glove box, and they said it was pushing 1355whp @ 7500RPM, with 1210lbs/ft of torque @ 5000RPM

I was like damn.... when he reved his quad rotors, damn it sounded so sweet.... nothing like a 26BTTTT lol, so i sounded off my HKS sequential BOVs at him, and we were off, it was a rolling start from 60kmph, and i was in second.... i pulled easily on him, at least 2 car lengths by the end of second, i hit thrid and i could see him getting smaller and smaller in my rearview mirror. i thought i might as well keep pushing forward, so i hit the rev limiter in 5th, which was around 260kmph, and i shut down my part of the race, so i stopped at a red light and waited, and waited, about 2 mins later he came speeding up, and came to a screeching stop, he looked at me in amazement, So he gave me a thumbs up and turned.... another win for my FP-DETT!!!!

EDIT:
and and there somehow was a concorde behind us, but the concorde couldn't keep up with both of us at all!!
Ha and they say concordes can make it from britain to toronto in 3 hours and some odd minutes, ha, i think that means if i could drive my FP-DETT from toronto to britain, it would take only like 1 - 2 hours and don't ask how the concorde ended up on the street, racing us,

 

Today a Corvette reved on me, so I decided to play with it. I let him have a head start of about 2 cars, then I punched it.

The maniac FS-DE worked its magic revving to 15000rpm in a second. I kept on going and going, and suddenly BOOM! I looked outside and thought my engine was gone. But the strong iron block of the FS-DE still held strong even with my 30:1 compression ratio.

Then I saw cars parked near the residential neigbourhood I was racing with alarms blaring. Then I realized I just caused a sonic boom which blew away the Corvette. Boy, I was pimping! I'm going to do it again today through a school neigbourhood to show off in front of high school girls that think I'm the ****.

 

Damn leungwingkei

You musta gone crazy on the NA mods, maybe ur NA FS-DE, and my FP-DETT, should go at it one day....

oh yeah and i'm running 18.9:1 compression with my twin turbos, and got a rev limiter set at 10 grand..... just had to do a lot of careful precise tuning.....

so lets make a date leungwingkei

orrrr, are u too scared that your NA FS-DE is no match for my FP-DETT.... u'll hear my twinturbos whine, and then just see my cars a$$ hehe

 

I was out in my Vette and a Protege was next to me. So I revved on him, and then we raced. I came off the line much quicker than him and started out about 2 car lengths ahead. Then all of a sudden he flew past. His engine had to be at at least 15000 rpms right away... Sounded like a jet engine. It was then that I realized that no Corvette can stand up to the awsomeness that is the FS-DE. But then, as we approached a residential neighborhood, his speed broke the sound barier, and the sonic boom blew my Vette away! I didn't think even the mighty FS-DE was capable of such speeds. Then I noticed the huge NOS sticker on his rear window, and it all became clear.

 

So last weekend I was at the top fuel drags, ya know, the guys with 5000hp V8's that burn 2 gallons of nitro methane a second, and run the quarter in 4.000 sec @ 320mph. Well today there was an odd number of racers so one was gonna get a free win. Instead one of my friends who worked in the tower and knew the fury that is my SOHC BP8 powered pro said why dont you line up next to him, just for ***** and giggles? I was runnin pump gas that day, so I said sure, why not? Now so it would'nt be a complete humiliation, I took off all my type-R and mugen stickers, even my stickers of random japanese characters. So I pull up to the tree and look over to see the most riced out car I'd ever witnessed. The damn WING was 10 ft. tall, and the guy was running 8 fart pipes! EIGHT!! Anyways, these things do 0-100 in about a second, so at the launch the guy was actually pullin on me a little. I thought, "hmmm, penzoil stickers, gonna have to try them out." But it was time to put this guy away, so I hit second, reached down to pull the trunk release lever, then fired my J.A.T.O. (Jet Assisted Take Off) unit I had in there. The sonic boom I created as I passed him blew off all his body work, but he still crossed the finish line and the stupid computer gave him the win. The cheap piece of crap aparently was'nt able to record me going past the speed of light, which is kind of a slow run for me, given my usual competition is the starship enterprise.

 

your brake pads are probably godsent

 

one afternoon i was feeling fast n furious. so im at this stop light and i pull up to one of those ricers in those damn chevy monte carlos with castrol gtx stickers and mobil1 and all that **** on it. so he started revving and stuff and it sounded really cool but not as bad as my pimped out v8 civic with plastic chrome pep boy hubcaps rollin on 32's, thumping sound system with like a gajillion watts, 10 turbos and so many fart cans, the back of my car looks like a honey comb. so like a few seconds later the light turns green. i punch the gas and release the clutch emitting 50ft. of flames from each of my mufflers. the thrust was so hard my wheels almost rubbed to jesus thin shrouding the whole entire street with smoke and a wonderful aroma of burnt rubber. god, im so cool. anyway, so we're off. i redline in 9th gear at 7,000,000 rpms damn near fuel cutoff but the damn ricer was still at my shoulder. now the city cops, helicopters, CIA, FBI, battle tanks, bomber jets and state troopers are all after me with a passion. i look in the mirror and saw that the monte carlo was replaced by a police cruiser on dubs. so i hit all 50 of the buttons on my steering wheel activating an estimated total of 1,000,000,000,000,000 hp shot of nitrous. the blast was so hard i reached alaska in like 5 minutes. i parked my beastly civic in an igloo parking garage and i am now a refugee

 

Dooood... last night I was roling with my homedawg just chillin... blasting some mad tunes from my 6 x 18-inch subwoofers. The SPLs were hitting about 220 dB, so everyone within a 3-mile radius instantly went deaf. I thought, yeah I'm the **** now. Then I look over to my right and I see a riced out Formula 1 car. It had some crappy McLaren stickers on it. The guy was chillin with his girlfriend thinking he was pimp and ****. He revs his engine to like 10000 rpms making me laugh hysterically. I couldn't believe anyone would actually try and race my rally prepped 25000hp Twin-Turbo V10, AWD Protege (323 GTR conversion of course, on stock tires). I looked back over at him smiling, I floor it in neutral for like 2 minutes and then I hit my nos switch, instantly sending clouds of smoke towards the F1 from my wheel wells. Everything turned to a blur, even though we weren't moving.

So, I'm thinking how to deal with this pesky F1 so I decide to trick him. So the light hasn't even turned green and I'm already at 16000 rpm, hitting NOS and spinning my tires. When all the rubber had worn off the tires and I was riding on the rims, the light turned green. The F1 floors it and pulls ahead mad quick. I'm thinking of embarassing him in front of his girlfriend real bad. I slam my 12-speed automatic into R6 (6th reverse gear). I hit 120 psi boost and I hit my 9000-shot NOS. By the time the F1 got to the next light, I had done a complete circle around the world and I was stopped at the next light, waiting for the F1.
Then the guy from the F1 got out of his car, walked over, and took my crackpipe away.