Funny story. We drove with our Dodge Charger's downtown and we came across this Honda kid when we took a break and enjoyed some food next to our Mopars.
He showed us some videos on his cellphone about how fast his Honda was and gave us a look under his hood. His car was fully stripped and all prepped for speed.
So he challenged us, ah wel ok.. you got our attention.. so we drove up the the traficlights and did a little test.
My buddy in the 1970 (stock) Dodge Charger never raced before but wanted to manuel shift his colum shifter (like that's going to work).. when shifting from 1st to second he fucked it up.. so he lost a little there..
i was relax following in my 68 Dodge Charger R/T with a other friend that holds the camera.
When the race was done the guy was cewl and showed his deep respect for the old school muscles, we took him for a spin and done some burnouts and donuts. We infected him with the muscle virus now i gues.. hehe..
this movie is just for fun.. and it shows perfectly what a stock mopar does against a new high-tech tuner..
Camaro SS vs Turbo Civic
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This video was shot early on in 2008. Yes, he's a friend of mine. The
acting (if you can call it that) is us just messing around before battery
on the camera died. It was all done on the spot - no script - and the
racing was both cars going all out 100%. The Camaro has been 11.5's@122. Not
the fastest car on the road (by far), but enough to hold it's own with most
For those in complete & utter denial - doubting that the Civic was actually
turbo'd - here is the same car with a
duck call attached to the blow-off valve as a joke:
2004 WRX STi VS. 1969 Dodge Charger
1969 Dodge Charge (with 68' grille)-
- Stock 440 big block with solid steel crank
- Produces about 350 horsepower
- Flowmaster 40 series Exhaust system
- Mini headers
2004 Subaru WRX STi-
- Wiseco pistons
- Port and polished heads
- GT30R turbo kit running 24 lb's of Boost
- Perrin Exhaust
- Tons of other little things done to it!!
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al Raduno del Sabato pomeriggio INVITO APERTO A TUTTI !!
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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.