[s-cars] RE: '95 //S6 for sale!!

[Norman Davis]

Yes folks he has lost his mind, Paul now works Road & Track editorial
....sweeping the track and parking the fine cars just to get a  _F_L_O_G_ G
ING from cars he can't afford.


LOL


NORM

>  -----Original Message-----
> From: 	Paul Krasusky
> Sent:	Thursday, July 18, 2002 10:50 AM
> To:	's-car-list'
> Cc:	'chinutz'; 'curl boss'; 'jeff'; 'jimmaaaaay'; 'lips'; 'marky mark';
> 'penis'; 'Quattroslut Molester'; 'rick springfiled'; 'Rogbro'; 'stocks';
> Daniel  Longo; Norman Davis; Paul Krasusky
> Subject:	'95 //S6 for sale!!
>
> Yes, you got it folks.  My beloved '95 //S6 is for sale.  First
> $110,000.00 takes it...
>
> OK, so now my post is //S related (and long too!)...
>
> Last night became a milestone in life, the night my bud brought over his
> very own '95 for me to drive...  yes folks, the '95 F355 Spyder.
> OMF'NG!!!!!!!!  Simply put...  ga----GNAR---LYYYY!!!!!!  Along with the
> sale of my //S6, my soul also happens to be for sale as well.
>
> MUUuuuWAAAaaaaHAAaahHAhahahahahahaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
> !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
>
> It isn't everyday that someone let's you sit in their supercar, let alone
> DRIVE IT.  Needless to say I made myself available regardless of
> obligations.  Heck, a nukewar wouldn't have deterred me.  My wife somehow
> understood my 11:30 p.m. return...
>
> Again, this is a silver '95 six speed, black top, and stunning red gut.
> Red against silver is a striking combo.  7,200 miles.  Oh, and it didn't
> suck that my other idiot bud's were strangely magnetized to my house for
> the meeting with the now-broken-in '02 ///M3 and a '92 500E...  like bug's
> to a zapper (just for you, Joe Pizzo!).
>
> Starting her up begins a tumultuous idle, almost sounds similar to a car
> with a "Turbo Timer" equipped to rev it above idle for a brief period,
> lumbering @ 1,000 with an idle suggesting total calamity.  And loud
>
> As the car was up to temperature when I pulled out, driving it was
> surprisingly easy.  No fussy clutch.  No temperamental idle.  Nothing.
> Rowing 1st through third @ 9:00 at night with the top down on a back
> country road is utterly indescribable.  I was getting to know the car, so
> shifts were clean, smooth, and speeds were slow.  The 2 other idiots
> followed me in their cars to the highway, like The Pied Piper leading a
> flock of fools, just to get a listen to the V8 @ WOT and get a shot at
> 'foolin around' with us.
>
> That's right.  I didn't just get to 'drive' the F355.
>
> Nope.
>
> I got to _F_L_O_G_ that Evil Italian Bitchtemptress and give her the
> slapping she'd begged for, yeah baby YEAH!
>
> Piloting such a machine is beyond amazing.  The car is unmistakably
> docile, tractable, and extremely non-invasive / intrusive for normal
> everyday driving.  This surprised me, my //S6 and my previous ///M5 left
> me SORE all over after a good 'workout', much more brutal.  The Italian is
> more akin to donning your casual Armani and going for a refreshing
> cocktail.
>
> Steering feel is telepathic, expected in a car mit no motor over the
> fronts.  Braking is downright outrageous, yet almost uneventful.  Much
> different pedal feel than any 911 I've driven or my //S mit 993 cal's.
> Throttle response is as sharp as you'd anticipate, and matching rev's for
> downshifts and hustling the mid engine around the on-ramp made me feel
> like Shumacher.  OK, not quite.
>
> The power curve is extremely linear down low, with constant steady surge,
> all the while the top down allows the motor behind you to talk dirty in
> your ears.  This is up and until 6,500, whereby freakin' Clash of the
> Titans begins.  The sound from 6,500 to 8,500 is simply giggleinducing.  I
> shudder just thinking of it.
>
> The 3 of us toyed around for a few a good stretch of 84, and picked up 384
> where you've got to go under and through 2 sets of longish bridges, on a
> nice flat sweeping left.  Downshift 5th brapbraaap, 4th,
> BraBRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaa through both 'tunnels'.  WOW.  That needs to be
> said again.  WOW.  I found myself randomly giggling like a school girl.
> Playing cat 'n mouse with the M3 and 500E was beyond fun, each taking
> turns to blow the others' skirt WAY up as we streaked by.
>
> On the way home there is an exit which contains a one-laner, old-style
> brownstone tunnel, with a stop @ each end for one car to go through at a
> time.  He instructed me to stop, confirm no cars, and just riiiiiPPPP
> through it in 1st.  I tell you this.  8,500 RPMs of fine Italian
> cacophonous WAIL enshrouds you then penetrates you to the core in a way
> not much else could manage.  They should sell that as a sound track.  That
> would be  great, to go along with a cologne made from the fine aroma
> fuming from the 4 pipes.  We could call it a 'gift set'...
>
> I told Brian he'd have to pry my cold dead hands off the wheel, but
> realistically it was getting late, the speeds were, er, well, and my fun
> would soon end.  He assured me "the car's not going anywhere", meaning
> maybe, just maybe, there could be a repeat occurrence in my future?  Even
> if not, that's with me for life.  I encourage you to befriend an owner
> local to you this morning, now, and do the same, heheheheheheheheheheh...
> Paulie like.  Paulie want.  Paulie going insane at the thought...
>
> -Paul who had major issues before which are now officially considered
> CLINICAL Krasusky
> CT
>
>