[s-cars] Quattro.... there is no substitute - just add JNR

[pkrasusky at ups.com]

Taka Quattrolamented, Baloney confirmed, and Craig ponderedededed:

<<<Date: Thu, 15 Feb 2007 00:12:50 GMT
From: "lebakken1 at netzero.net" <lebakken1 at netzero.net>
Subject: [s-cars] Quattro.... there is no substitute

Bill shared:

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Yesterdaze chgo downfall left everyone here cryin like little weenie 
babies.  

Nothing ever passes the torsen diffed pig with Nokians.  Nothing.  

Everything else is an all seasoned Pacer (or is it a Matador?)

And since all the babies had to leave early, it opened the parking lot 
for some figure 8's in 6" of fresh fluff.

JNR  

Bill~so how do we get packed snow from the wheel rims~M

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Bill -

You ain't seen weenie babies until you have seen 3-4" of snow fall 
into a Seattle rush hour. People will leave their cars JUST ABOUT 
ANYWHERE and walk. To where - I have no idea. Not all of these people 
can live that close. Just effin' amazing. Give up and walk. The next 
day the freeways, side roads - even the floating bridges across Lake 
Washington are littered with abandoned cars. Closest thing to 
Armageddon I have seen.

My S4 mit new 215-55/16 Pilot Alpins goes anywhere. Only complaint - 
the Eibachs run pretty low.... The center torsen just rocks. I can 
only imagine how great it would be to have a rear one also. But the 
center diff lock took me to places others dared not go. With ease.

I can't imagine the frustration of a Haldex trying to tell me how to 
drive without really know how itself. How can something like that get 
designed, produced, and sold?

Also - pray tell, what does JNR mean??

Craig
94 S4>>>





Amen, me bruthas, amen.  4kq action here in CT was fun, passing in the
unplowed left lane doing speed limit+.  Gottalove it.  This, after I ran
out of gas (damn fuel leak) and THEN needed a jumpstart (damn f'n
battery) - defer to fact I'm Polish.

I arrived to the orifice yesterday to an email from an equally (is this
possible) warped and twisted sicsic individual (scary thought)...  I
just have to share:

*******Dear Lord...
Thank you for giving unto me the snowy commute this morning.
Thank you for placing twisty hilly roads betwixt my house and office.
Thank you Lord for granting me my twin cam Focus and for causing it to
understeer until my inputs bring about predictable oversteer.
Thank you for making my Focus so pleasing to drive on snow that I can
leave my Porsche in the toasty garage and still giggle like a palsied
retard while looking through the side glass to drive.
Thank you, dear Maker, for causing my maturity to halt at 12 years old
so that it would occur to me to pretend I was a World Rally driver this
morning.
And finally, while it may seem minor, if I might have just one moment of
your precious time I would thank you for making the synchromesh and for
causing the engineers to refine them to such an extent I can slam my rig
into reverse while the front wheels are still moving forward and the
ebrake is locking the rears so that I can pirouette in the Xtra Mart
parking lot like a homo in ballet slippers.
You are a generous and benevolent God.
Amen*********

Man, that's some funny sheeeat.  This is the guy that stoved the large
tree atop me street in his S60 coming in a bit 'hot' one evening.  Hard.
Ooops.

Jah Baloney, same here - waited till all the drones rushed outta here in
a panic and had the backlot to meself for JNR figure8ing.  So fun, so
juvenile.  WRT snow removal from wheels, man I hate that.  Feels like if
you proceed every nut and bolt will shudder clear off the car.  I either
heat my brakes up to 9 quabillion jules (not ideal) or keep a uberpov
snow brush in the car - brush on wood stick with scraper end removed -
and poke out the spokes.  Works well.

Craig, Cody, et al...  JNR???  Falling asleep in class here again I see.
Well, first, as with all things - Blame Baloney - he coined it.  What is
it?  Hmmm...  it sorta defies definition / description.  Some sorta
spiritual embodiment that one needs years of years of
sicwarpedtwistedness to finely and properly hone.  A virtue not for the
squeamish / faint of constitution.  One of dem You want the Truth You
can't HANDLE the Truth sorta thangs really.

-Paul not particularly, at all, whatsoever, Right, K.