Boxter Feels the Wrath
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While I'm waiting for my blown rod to be fixed, I figured I'd tell a few war stories myself.
I had just broken in the car, about 1000 miles on it. I took a co-worker to lunch, she's a big car enthusiast, and a hot blonde to boot (though we were both married, so don't get any ideas).
After lunch and on the way back to work, I see a boxter in my rear view mirror, driving aggressively and obviously stalking me.
I pull into the left turn lane, and he is right behind me. I looked into his eyes from the rearview mirror, and we both knew it was on.
I jumped out at the light to give him room to come up next to me and backed off so we could get neck and neck. I was keeping it in first and musta been doing about 6000 rpm when he got next to me. There must have been no doubt in his mind that I was ready to go, as the engine was singing nicely.
From a roll we were off, and I was immediately into VTEC. Long story short, I gained about a length and a half at every shift and after about two miles of basically straight road with elevation changes and about 120+ mph it was clear that the S2000 just spanked Mr Porsche. My passenger was howling- she loved every minute!
We got to a stoplight and the guy hollers, "Nice car!" I said, "you too! What are you redlining at?" He says "7 Grand" I say "9 here" he gave me a really weird look and then glanced down at his tach almost in remorse it seemed, waiting for that red line to creep to nine.
I think he wished he had bought the s2000 instead.
Next Story: My S2K earns the moniker "Mongoose" after an encounter with a Cobra in the San Diego Mountains.
While I'm waiting for my blown rod to be fixed, I figured I'd tell a few war stories myself.
I had just broken in the car, about 1000 miles on it. I took a co-worker to lunch, she's a big car enthusiast, and a hot blonde to boot (though we were both married, so don't get any ideas).
After lunch and on the way back to work, I see a boxter in my rear view mirror, driving aggressively and obviously stalking me.
I pull into the left turn lane, and he is right behind me. I looked into his eyes from the rearview mirror, and we both knew it was on.
I jumped out at the light to give him room to come up next to me and backed off so we could get neck and neck. I was keeping it in first and musta been doing about 6000 rpm when he got next to me. There must have been no doubt in his mind that I was ready to go, as the engine was singing nicely.
From a roll we were off, and I was immediately into VTEC. Long story short, I gained about a length and a half at every shift and after about two miles of basically straight road with elevation changes and about 120+ mph it was clear that the S2000 just spanked Mr Porsche. My passenger was howling- she loved every minute!
We got to a stoplight and the guy hollers, "Nice car!" I said, "you too! What are you redlining at?" He says "7 Grand" I say "9 here" he gave me a really weird look and then glanced down at his tach almost in remorse it seemed, waiting for that red line to creep to nine.
I think he wished he had bought the s2000 instead.
Next Story: My S2K earns the moniker "Mongoose" after an encounter with a Cobra in the San Diego Mountains.
Originally posted by JohnnyCat
I took a co-worker to lunch, she's a big car enthusiast, and a hot blonde to boot (though we were both married, so don't get any ideas).
I took a co-worker to lunch, she's a big car enthusiast, and a hot blonde to boot (though we were both married, so don't get any ideas).
Married? What does that mean? A little romp in the S2K would be good for both of you!
Hot blondes in my car has always been a weakness of mine, it is one of my vices, I would have no choice but to try and angle that somehow.
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The Boxster Driver was either an idiot or illiterate; not to have read all the comparisons in the media. (Proper use of the semi-colon? My grammer sucks.) Unless it was a Boxster S, he should have known that the S2K would eat his lunch.






