TassieDevil
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Re: Watch This Flux - 1st 420 Outdoor Fluxing - Presents Fluxy Lady - Fully Restraine
Ok, F me I've been at the computer for 18 of 24 hours the past 3 days, n smoked the better 2/3 of 1/2OZ in that time...but I like storytime...hey Trichs...
I used to own a 1974 XB 2-Door coupe (Think rounder, neigh fatter Mach 1 Mustang). It was a custom metallic Emerald Green from the factory, 302 V8 Cleveland the smaller of the two engines, but C4 auto, 9" diff, and this was the GS with all power options including airbag rear suspension adjustable from a valve in the boot. I had plans, she was named Wendy, can't tell u why, just is. The front springs were cut, 3 coils off which dropped the ground clearance to just over a coke can in diameter, high...2". With the adjustable air rear, ride height with a press of a button adj in the rear for a VERY low, very slutty stance. Except wheels, 265(mm) weren't wide enough, it looked like it was riding on wagon wheels...
I found deep dish Chrome 12 slots, 325 rears, yes 13" wide deep dish which filled the rear arches beautifully without scrubbing on the inner guard, and 295 almost 12" matching fronts...these sold to me by the local car wrecker...or his son, who I went to school with, which were fitted to a 1972 Mach 1 Mustang converted to RH drive.
Anyway, I started pushing the engine a little hard and it needed urgent attention. I had some 4V heads, which were fitted to a 351 Cubic Inch Cleavland motor, and then saw a crank kit....stroker to 383 Cubic Inches....mmmm yes. So I did.
My lead guitarist mate's dad owned a mechanical workshop, so in one very long weekend we stripped, balance, ported, polished, blueprinted and rebuilt a stroked 351 Clevo now weighing in at 383 CI and hoping to produce 400+BHP at the rear wheels.
I now had an under rated auto, but, just changed the talk converter to 2250 stall, as the C4's were tough.
The car was now run in, and was...stimulating
Saturday night, I had a mate in the passenger seat, put yet more fuel in Wendy, putted slowly out the service station drive and onto the highway, straightened up, and well, just thought I'd give my mate a little scare...
When you put your foot all the way to the floor with mechanical secondaries, you get everything the carby can give you, pretty much without hesitation, as long as the air/fuel charge has got somewhere to go.
When you do this on a fully balance and blue printed engine, mechanical resistance to increasing rotational velocity is limited.
All hell breaks loose with almost 500BHP at the rear wheels! Especially with 13" of rubber...sure there's smoke...for as long as you want to hold second....but when it snaps into 3rd, you'd better be paying attention....smoking tyres at 100MPH snapping into 3rd for now grip at 3800RPM climbs rapidly to 4900RPM and 150MPH...in a 60zone...oh 60Km/h...ie 37MPH zone...mmm...ok it's 11pm at night on a main highway that's well lit, in an area you might get a car an hour through...and Im young and stupid...younger!
So me mate is white...looks at me and says...did you see that...I back off can't take my eyes off the road...
What?
The Cops?
What? Right foot has now left an impression in the floor pan, blue lights now apparent in the rear view mirror.
Ahead of us is the highway, or as any decent idiot would do a LH turn overpass over a train line...convict built, sandstone, 2 cars wide...
I say quietly...Hang on.
(Ok for those of you who don't know, I have some experience with rally cars...)
With the power of Wendy, you could, in fact rally on tar...and so we did...
A quick right left flick of the wheel and Wendy was now singing at 4500RPM in third, arching gracefully over a bridge, just knocking a corner sandstone brick from the edge as we passed into, well Railway parade...
Straight or, yep you guessed it another idiot Rh turn now into another street that went straight for 500m then ended in a dirt road that led to a gated national park entry or RH turn to make a loop back and around to Railway parade.
Unfortunately the amount of smoke and noise from tyres and car were like bread crumbs to the birds, and at 90MPh we hit the dirt, lights off, engine off, vacuum assisted brakes...oh f....we got no brakes....except hand brake, quick on, flashing lights disappear behind us down the next RH, siren is slowly disappearing.....car rolls gently to a stop....everything is silent again...except the sound of my heart beating and the roar of internal voices shouting commands....
The boys hadn't seen me shut off lights, or roll at over 100 MPH into the national park dirt road, nor the trail of oil my engine left behind at we hit the dirt road...did you forget, ground clearance was only 2", sumps don't respond well to rocks at speed...nothing, not ever was caught, or charged, or busted, but it cost me a lunched engine....ouch 2 weeks after it's build....
Ok, F me I've been at the computer for 18 of 24 hours the past 3 days, n smoked the better 2/3 of 1/2OZ in that time...but I like storytime...hey Trichs...
I used to own a 1974 XB 2-Door coupe (Think rounder, neigh fatter Mach 1 Mustang). It was a custom metallic Emerald Green from the factory, 302 V8 Cleveland the smaller of the two engines, but C4 auto, 9" diff, and this was the GS with all power options including airbag rear suspension adjustable from a valve in the boot. I had plans, she was named Wendy, can't tell u why, just is. The front springs were cut, 3 coils off which dropped the ground clearance to just over a coke can in diameter, high...2". With the adjustable air rear, ride height with a press of a button adj in the rear for a VERY low, very slutty stance. Except wheels, 265(mm) weren't wide enough, it looked like it was riding on wagon wheels...
I found deep dish Chrome 12 slots, 325 rears, yes 13" wide deep dish which filled the rear arches beautifully without scrubbing on the inner guard, and 295 almost 12" matching fronts...these sold to me by the local car wrecker...or his son, who I went to school with, which were fitted to a 1972 Mach 1 Mustang converted to RH drive.
Anyway, I started pushing the engine a little hard and it needed urgent attention. I had some 4V heads, which were fitted to a 351 Cubic Inch Cleavland motor, and then saw a crank kit....stroker to 383 Cubic Inches....mmmm yes. So I did.
My lead guitarist mate's dad owned a mechanical workshop, so in one very long weekend we stripped, balance, ported, polished, blueprinted and rebuilt a stroked 351 Clevo now weighing in at 383 CI and hoping to produce 400+BHP at the rear wheels.
I now had an under rated auto, but, just changed the talk converter to 2250 stall, as the C4's were tough.
The car was now run in, and was...stimulating
Saturday night, I had a mate in the passenger seat, put yet more fuel in Wendy, putted slowly out the service station drive and onto the highway, straightened up, and well, just thought I'd give my mate a little scare...
When you put your foot all the way to the floor with mechanical secondaries, you get everything the carby can give you, pretty much without hesitation, as long as the air/fuel charge has got somewhere to go.
When you do this on a fully balance and blue printed engine, mechanical resistance to increasing rotational velocity is limited.
All hell breaks loose with almost 500BHP at the rear wheels! Especially with 13" of rubber...sure there's smoke...for as long as you want to hold second....but when it snaps into 3rd, you'd better be paying attention....smoking tyres at 100MPH snapping into 3rd for now grip at 3800RPM climbs rapidly to 4900RPM and 150MPH...in a 60zone...oh 60Km/h...ie 37MPH zone...mmm...ok it's 11pm at night on a main highway that's well lit, in an area you might get a car an hour through...and Im young and stupid...younger!
So me mate is white...looks at me and says...did you see that...I back off can't take my eyes off the road...
What?
The Cops?
What? Right foot has now left an impression in the floor pan, blue lights now apparent in the rear view mirror.
Ahead of us is the highway, or as any decent idiot would do a LH turn overpass over a train line...convict built, sandstone, 2 cars wide...
I say quietly...Hang on.
(Ok for those of you who don't know, I have some experience with rally cars...)
With the power of Wendy, you could, in fact rally on tar...and so we did...
A quick right left flick of the wheel and Wendy was now singing at 4500RPM in third, arching gracefully over a bridge, just knocking a corner sandstone brick from the edge as we passed into, well Railway parade...
Straight or, yep you guessed it another idiot Rh turn now into another street that went straight for 500m then ended in a dirt road that led to a gated national park entry or RH turn to make a loop back and around to Railway parade.
Unfortunately the amount of smoke and noise from tyres and car were like bread crumbs to the birds, and at 90MPh we hit the dirt, lights off, engine off, vacuum assisted brakes...oh f....we got no brakes....except hand brake, quick on, flashing lights disappear behind us down the next RH, siren is slowly disappearing.....car rolls gently to a stop....everything is silent again...except the sound of my heart beating and the roar of internal voices shouting commands....
The boys hadn't seen me shut off lights, or roll at over 100 MPH into the national park dirt road, nor the trail of oil my engine left behind at we hit the dirt road...did you forget, ground clearance was only 2", sumps don't respond well to rocks at speed...nothing, not ever was caught, or charged, or busted, but it cost me a lunched engine....ouch 2 weeks after it's build....
see ya soon mate
