Is that how you drive an S2000?
i weave through traffic like my life depended on it. i also race every car that looks super fast. i love racing cars with big wings. then i go to canyons and drift around bicyclists. after a long day of fun adrenaline, i vtec it back and forth infront of the police station.
Originally Posted by geoff2005,Mar 31 2007, 12:18 PM
i weave through traffic like my life depended on it. i also race every car that looks super fast. i love racing cars with big wings. then i go to canyons and drift around bicyclists. after a long day of fun adrenaline, i vtec it back and forth infront of the police station.
Yeah I granny my S a lot too, I might hit VTEC once per cruise. I'm kind of afraid to take a corner too sharp as I am not accustomed to RWD quite yet and the last thing I want to do is curb or put my S in a ditch.
Originally Posted by aldo90731,Mar 31 2007, 09:00 AM
The beauty of the S2000 is that it has distinctive split personality: lets me drive like an old lady or like a teenager. Few other cars allow you to do that.
<6K = Great gas mileage car.
>6K = Great true sports car for the streets.
Originally Posted by Emil St-Hilaire,Mar 31 2007, 09:51 AM
Keep this kind of behavior for the track.
I get really pissed off at people trying to race me on populated public streets. It is immature, irresponsible, wreckless, and just plain stupid.
I had 2 teenagers in daddy's vette (or daddy's money's vette) follow me around town trying to coax me into racing on wet roads in a populated area. I finally had enough. They pulled up alongside revving the engine and yelling out the window...and I swerved hard at them pulling up just short of their door. The driver swerved to avoid and then over corrected leaving his vette backwards in the middle of the road.
Originally Posted by Maskdman3,Mar 31 2007, 07:49 PM
I get really pissed off at people trying to race me on populated public streets. It is immature, irresponsible, wreckless, and just plain stupid.
I had 2 teenagers in daddy's vette (or daddy's money's vette) follow me around town trying to coax me into racing on wet roads in a populated area. I finally had enough. They pulled up alongside revving the engine and yelling out the window...and I swerved hard at them pulling up just short of their door. The driver swerved to avoid and then over corrected leaving his vette backwards in the middle of the road.



