Tom Nelson visits with John Beck to set up this Twin turbo engine for a Boneville record attempt. More info at http://nelsonracingengines.com and http://nelsonsupercars.com as well as http://nretv.com . Tom intends to go to Bonneville to help the attempt.
2000 HP Maximus Street Test. Dodge Charger. Nelson Supercars. Nelson Racing Engines. Tom Nelson
This car is going to be in a major motion picture next year. Nearly 7 days
were used to shoot the required film. We will let you know the film's name
when we are allowed. This car is unique. The first street tests of this
car are the subject of this video. We hope you enjoy! Thanks for
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2500 HP Plymouth Barracuda at Bonneville. Shasta Bonneville Record Attempt. Nelson Racing Engines.
Go to Bonneville with Tom Nelson, be a member of the crew and take a ride
in the Barracuda. See what its like. See where courage lives tall and
proud. To see more details about the car and engine, see our last video.
What speed do you guys think this car will do in October? Give it a guess.
Its amazing to see just how much effort and engineering it can take to do
a record run at Bonneville. More info at http://nelsonracingengines.com
and http://nelsonsupercars.com. Also go to http://VeritasMovieStudio.com.
2500 HP Revolution 4 Cam Small Block Nelson. From Nelson Racing Engines. Veritas Movie Studio.
This is the first of a number of new engines designs from Nelson Racing
Engines. NRE's Tom nelson explains the many unique features of this all
new Revolution Series of engines. Small block form factor, up to 500 CI,
ultra high performance and 32 valves ! This radical new engine is
breathtaking. For more detailed information, go to
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1970 Plymouth HEMI 'Cuda / American Musclecar Legend
This is an original 1970 Plymouth Hemi 'Cuda with the 4-speed manual
transmission. Less than 400 of these legendary Hemi Cudas with the 4-speed
manual transmission were built in 1970. True American Musclecar
Bonneville 2010: New Land Speed Record!
The Spectre SpeedLiner sets a new land speed record in the Spectre
Performance SpeedLiner with Amir Rosenbaum at the wheel. The hpR Filter
equipped, twin turbo Cadillac (by Cad
Company) powered streamliner went 344mph at the exit and set an A/BGS
record of 324mph (the old record was 286mph)
1650 HP RX7, "The Sleeper Part 2", Scary and Funny, from NRE.
Nelson Racing Engines 1650 HP RX7 road video of this crazy sleeper.
Awesome power in this tiny car. This car is really scarry and very fast.
Some very funny video. I laughed a lot. More information and downloadable
videos for your IPOD and PS3 can be found at at
http://nelsonracingengines.com. and http://nelsonsupercars.com.
1970 Plymouth Hemi Cuda Drag Racing 572 Ci 800+ Hp (Helmet and Fender Cam)
Newest addition to Ken's fold! This 1970 Plymouth Hemi Cuda features a 572
cubic inch Hemi engine turning out over 800hp through a 4 speed G-Force
Transmission. This was the first time out with the car so still getting the
feel of things.
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Dodge Charger 1968 blown hemi
this is Nick suckow's car in September 2008 before it was stolen. If you
have any information about this dodge charger please let me know.
http://www.weau.com/home/headlines/33732019.html# Back in 1984,
high-schooler Nick Suckow bought himself a '68 Dodge Charger. He was gonna
fix it up and roar down the road. Nick was born a gearhead. A hot rod. From
the first time he drove, he drove hard. The redline was always at hand.
When he joined the Army out of high school and shipped to Germany he got
hooked on the autobahn, where you could ease over to the left lane, stomp
the foot-feed flat, and shoot, they just let you go. "Fast," Nick likes to
say, "isn't the same as reckless." All that racing around, and then life
served up a grim little joke: The day Nick Suckow wrecked - the day his
life changed forever, the last day he ever stood on his own two feet - he
was going 35 miles per hour with his seatbelt on. He'd been married two
weeks. He and his wife were on their way home from their Wisconsin
honeymoon, making the run back to Texas in Nick's Gran Prix. They were
towing a rusted-out Ford Bronco - Nick always had his eye out for a cheap
beater, and he had found one up north. On a rough stretch of road Nick
crawled in the Bronco to keep it straight. The front tire hooked a pothole.
The tie rod snapped. The seat belt broke. He landed in the ditch. The
Bronco landed on his neck. Nick says he remembers the sun in his eyes. Then
the darkness closing in. A lot of years, then. Hospitals. Home. Hospitals.
The marriage ended. Back to Wisconsin. Rehab, and more hospitals. The speed
demon, not going anywhere fast. But eventually he had them drag that
Charger out. Arranged to get it in the shop. Whenever he had a little
money, he'd get some work done. "They whittled away at it," he says. "I
told my mom, if I die, dump my ashes in the fuel tank, and I'll go down the
drag strip one last time." Seventeen years. Seventeen years of learning how
to live from the neck up. Seventeen years of whittling. Hed show you the
latest pictures - a quarter panel here, a shot of primer there, a couple
tires. He'd get down to the shop, supervise in person when he could. He
couldn't run the wrenches, but he could run the show. He'd sneak out for a
little speed fix sometimes - once a paraplegic friend strapped Nick's chair
to a motorcycle sidecar and they blew down the road, one good pair of arms
between'em. Nick says it was good to feel the wind on his face. On a sunny
day in October of 2006, Nick Suckow's pals helped him slide from one set of
wheels into another. They strapped him in the passenger side, and you could
see the anticipation on his face, even behind the mirrored shades. The car
cruised out of the lot, and then picked up speed, the blower making a Mad
Max whine as the wheels warmed to the road. After a nice easy ride, the
Charger pulled to a stop on an isolated little stretch of blacktop. There
was a quiet moment, before the driver wound that 426 fuel-injected blown
Hemi up tight. Then Nick Suckow gave the nod and went fishtailing down the
blacktop on a journey that had never really ended.