We're the first cul-de-sac in. So we usually come "roaring" around the corners. Our maximum speed is 35mph. I always check for kiddies and crawl along if there are any open garages or any kids around. 10-15mph if there's anyone playing with balls / biking / little kids, etc.

But if there's nobody in the bailout areas, I'll heel-toe down into 2nd (or 1st sometimes) and push the lateral acceleration a little.

The neighbor down the street and his wife came over to my driveway after I pulled in.

Dude: "Why do you have to go so fast?"
Me: Blank stare. (Thinking: "Because I can")
Dude: "There are other sports cars in the area and they don't drive as fast."
Me: Blank stare. (Thinking: "Because they can't." The other "sports cars" are Dodge Intrepids)
Dude: "And it's ALL your cars!"
Me: Thinking: "Huh?"
Dude: "I told that lady (my wife) in the black car (RS4) the same thing the other day! She does the same thing too, tearing around the corners..."
Me: Thinking: "I've never been so PROUD of my wife before! Drive it like you stole it, honey!" I could barely contain my giggles at this point.

I told them I'd slow down and that I'd tell my wife to slow down too. I'm at less chance of mowing down a kiddie than an oblivious housewife yammering on her cell phone while doing her makeup and driving her 3-ton Suburban, but the neighbors are just looking out for their kids which is cool.

But before they left, I said, "Come here, I want to show you something. Both those cars have very high redlines and sound louder than they actually are traveling. I have little old ladies yelling to 'SLOW DOWN' even when I'm driving exactly the speed limit."

So they're standing by the garage door and I say, "1st gear ends around 26mph (okay, I stretched a little). This is what 26mph sounds like in 1st gear."

Then I to the full 9k and let it bounce against the rev limiter. This is in the garage. It's LOUD. It sounds like an F1 soundtrack.

She's like: and he's like I thought she was going to wet herself... and I think he got a little erection.

Smiling I said, "That's 26mph." "So we'll slow down, but just want you to know that just because it's loud, doesn't mean we're speeding."



I personally would want the warning if my kids were playing in the street. And apparently, you can hear us coming from a block away. Was driving one time on a back road and a Taurus was tailing me for no good reason. There were young male deer by the side of the road. They heard the wailing of the car and were like, "WTF?!" and just stood there. As soon as we passed, they THEN crossed the street... right in front of the Taurus....

S2k 9k... animal and child early warning system FTW!!!

Anyway, post up your funny neighbor stories!

I love my car!

 

Just curious CKit, but how old are you?

I've never had a neighbor yell at me for speeding, though I keep it fairly civil in my subdivision.

 

 

Too old to say?

 

I didn't know Dodge Intrepids were rev-limited to under 35 mph.

 

Well, when I'm on S2ki I feel like I'm 16... that's part of the draw of this forum for me.

 

Better put your flame suit on C.

 

I totally agree with you.

Often I stay in first gear even if I'm under the speed limit people will turn around and yell at me. I try to explain to them that my car has a high redline but...

They always tell me to slow down but I think they might be telling me to change gears LOL

 

yeah there was a thread about this same thing a while back... Got really ugly, but none of the stories I heard started off with like "I was going 50 in a 25 through my division and someone old bat told me to slow down..." It was always like 5 over the speed limit...

I had more complaints with my S2000 than my loud exhaust, bov going off, backfire, turbo 240sx...

 

I don't have a problem with my neighbors because when I'm leaving the cars usually cold, generally two bars max, and I take it very easy until it's up to temp. And to be respectful since there are a lot of kids and dogs/cats in our neighborhood I take it easy and slow right down (heel and toeing it ) as I turn onto my street. Which is also a cul-de-sac.

I prefer to have a good relationship with my own neighbors since they know where I live. As a result most of my neighbors smile and give me a big thumbs up or a wave when they see me in the S.

However, in other people's neighborhoods I've been known to cause a few persons unknown to me to shake their fists as I go screaming by