525 Blown 8-71 EFI Big Block Chevy
This was commissioned by myself to custom build this big block racing
engine for my ProStreet Camaro. This engine is 525 CID
with a BDS 8-71 Super Charger that has Electronic Fuel Injection. horsepower is close to
1000 with only 8 Lbs of blower Boost
(1:1 ratio) and 93 Octane pump gas (Sunoco). On cooler days this will
easily push over 1000 HP. A change of the pulleys will Boost the HP to over 1,700. A few more mods
could push to over 2k.
1970 Pontiac GTO double blower - Blown Pro Street
This is a 70 Pontiac GTO w/ a 474ci Pontiac engine with a 8-71 blower on
top of a 6-71 blower with a SuperChiller Intercooler under them. The paint color
is PPG Orange Glow over a silver base and the interior is Allante Buckskin.
This video was taken at the 2006 Pontiac Nationals in Norwalk Ohio.
Dodge Charger Back to Life (Burnout)
Heres a video i made of the restoration and modification of a 1972 Dodge
1: "That burnout sucked, why did you use oil?"
1: I apologize i know its kind of lame LOL but i had just bought the tires
when i made the video and i need them to last as long as possible cuz they
are not cheap. This car can burn in dry and stay there. I decided to use
oil to make smoke out of the oil instead of the tires.
2: "Why Automatic Transmission?"
2: Because this is my everyday car and manual transmissions in classic cars
are very unpractical in traffic, when i can have this car as my weekend car
i will make it a manual.
3: "You Must Be a Rich Kid, This was made with your fathers money"
3: No, Hell No. I bought this car for 3000 bucks in very bad condition and
worked very hard everyday after school with my own hands in it for about 2
years and put all my life savings into it.
4: "What Engine does it have?"
4: It has a slightly modified 360 engine with long headers, manifold,
crankshaft, piston heads, an Edelbrock 4 throat carb, sparkplugs and
Thanks For Watching!
Music by The Album Leaf, "Red Eye". All the Rights of the song owned by The
New World Garage Charger 70 sabato pomeriggio
Dodge Charger 70 Vin Diesel (Dominic Toretto)
NEW WORLD GARAGE Reggio Emilia - Via Vistola 6
TUTTI I SABATI DALLE 15.30 ALLE 18.30
AMERICAN MUSCLE CARS
al Raduno del Sabato pomeriggio INVITO APERTO A TUTTI !!
AutoFair Engine Rev
A guy reving his engine at the Lowe's Motor Speedway AutoFair. I threw this
together in 5 minutes just putting a song in the background.
The video doesn't do justice to this car; you could just feel this engine
vibrating your organs.
1969 Dodge Charger Daytona Wipeout
Step back in time a quarter of a century to the 1982 Chrysler Car Club
Convention held at the Chrysler Proving Grounds in Chelsea, Michigan.
Check out a F6 Spring Green 1969 Dodge Charger Daytona as it loses control
on one of the smaller banked curves at the Proving Grounds. There was a
happy ending though as the car merely spun out down on to the lower apron
of the banking.
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.