Audi 1 Mits 3000vr 0!

[STEADIRIC@aol.com]

Driving over to a friends house tonight I got to really screw up a guy's 
evening!

First, it's 5 deg F and the car is running STRONG Like 70 in/hg Absolute 
on the Aircraft manifold press gauge which is something like 20psi boost, 
for MEGA HP's.  Did I say the car was running Strong?

Well here I am minding my own biz on the highway crusing at 70 and this 
yo-yo in red Mit's 3000VR (The 3.0 Liter, twin turbo, two seat all wheel 
drive one) Shaves his pass "Just" a little tighter than I like.  So I 
slide up on him and notice that it's some late 20's wanna-be racer.... 
With his girfriend.  I just kinda do a walk away pass on him and move 
over two lanes to the right 'cause my exit is comming up.  Well Boy Racer 
does a Banzi lane change, shave passes me again and fights with the car 
all the way down this off camber decreasing radius turn... I'm reeling 
him in, Boy does this suspension kit work nice!  I pull up to the light 
and he's really checking me and the car out, He's revving his engine up 
and doing little staging moves to see If I'll bite.  The Light turns 
green and he jumps it with a high RPM dump and he takes off, He probally 
got three length's on me, I was'nt going to race him... then something in 
me snapped.  I slip the hell out of the clutch and get a incredible 
launch by the top of 1st gear my nose is at his door halfway through 2nd 
gear I'm Waving bye-bye out the passenger's window and this guy is 
looking frantic, His jaw is in his lap and his girlfriend is pointing at 
my car and I think she was saying something like "I thought you said this 
car was fast!!  He's got a for door Audi and He's beating the pants off 
you!!!"  I can't be totally sure, with his headlight's in my mirror and 
all that, but I think that's what she said.

I get to my friends place and this guy pulls in behind me, get's out and 
comes over to me, and go's, "Man I've Never been beaten, not even 
'Vettes, what'ca got in that a V8?"  I look at him and go "No just a 2.2L 
5 Cyl turbo" He go's "I don't belive you!"  I pop the hood and his Jaw 
once again drop's to the ground.  He go's "What have you done to it?"  
And I say (With all due credit to Scott J!)  "Pieces Parts".  After that 
he went away mumbling "I was Beat by a Audi"

I don't think his night went like he planned!


Later!

Eric Fletcher
'87 5KCSTQIA2RSR2B

STEADI RIC@aol.com