1997 Regal GS 0-100 MPH
ZZP Tranny, 2500 Stall TC, ZZP Downpipe, ZZP PCM.
No Intake, Stock Pulley, Performance Shift On. Lost Alot Of Time Due To Car
Crossing Infront Of Me At The Beginning Of The Clip.
Last Drive in my 1999 Buick Regal GS [Part 1 of 2]
Part 2: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kxzX1mqCD6g
My first car was a 1999 Regal GS. Powered by a supercharged 3.8L V6, the
Regal was capable of speeds that Buick's target audience don't know exist.
It had 240 horsepower and 280 ft-lbs of
torque. With an obscenely flat torque curve that peaks at 2400 rpm, off the
line it was one mean burgundy machine. Only a slight twitch of my leg
transformed the Regal from a cloud nine geriatric ride to an angry
supercharged rhinocerous- with an appetite for Japanese cars with oversized
spoilers, soup-can Exhausts, and
non-functional hood scoops.
A car that defined the term 'sleeper', the Regal would particularly enjoy
courting Honda Preludes, Civic Si's, or Mitsubishi Eclipses. After luring
its prey into what initially appears like an opportune chance to exhibit
their sweet stickers, the Regal would spring its trap. Its Eaton M90 Supercharger would be unleashed, packing
the six cylinders with 27.4 psi of Boost; meanwhile, the drivetrain would give
its best effort toward the futile endeavor of maintaining traction as the
Regal would rocket past its imported competition. Such defeats would be
expected to leave the Honda driver in a state of confusion, so fortunately
the margin of victory would allow enough time for him to close his mouth
and consider the embarrassment at exactly how much he spent on his
unpainted body kit.
I never lost a race in that car. Except when the opponent had blue and red
lights on top.
The GS was commonly seen around Spartanburg, SC demonstrating her artistic
side. One of her oft-repeated performances was a painting of twin streaks
of Michelin residue against a backdrop of smoky clouds of rubber-based
particulate matter, set to the tune of a high-pitched whine eminating from
twin helical screws.
Anyway, all good things must come to an end. I was graduating high school,
and moving on to college. My father decided to trade it in, and no, I won't
sully the Regal's good name by revealing what it was traded in for.
Plain and simple: this video presents my final drive in the Regal GS. Man,
I loved that car.