Gut Rumbles

March 19, 2005

driving fast

I believe that the speedometer on my 1968 Javelin went to 140 MPH. I pegged it out twice.

My first NEW car, a 1982 Camaro, went only to 80 MPH on the speedometer. I could peg that with the gas pedal halfway to the floor. I floored it for miles a few times.

When I first met Jennifer, she had a 1990 Eagle Talon. The speedometer went to 140 on that one, too, and I pegged it more than once. (Record road trips--- from the Atlanta Airport to Savannah in 2.5 hours. From Augusta to Savannah in one hour and 15 minutes. I really liked that car.)

I don't usually drive like that, but I have in the past. I've pegged that 350 V-8 in my truck several times, with the pedal mashed to the floor. The speedometer runs out at 110 MPH, but I was going a lot faster than that, on I-16 all by myself. I was only 3/4 of the way to the floor when I pegged out the speedometer.

YOU don't drive that way, do you?


You know, I was pissed when I found out my new Jaguar had a speed limiter that held it to only 120 mph.

Posted by: rightisright on March 19, 2005 02:24 PM

I drive 5 - 10 over the speed limit and that's it. Ya'll can become fiery accident balls if you want to, but I am cautious now.

Posted by: Renee on March 19, 2005 02:43 PM

Every single day. Mwaha.

Posted by: Mr. Lion on March 19, 2005 03:06 PM

I changed a tire once at 55mph. I had a 1979 Magnum (not this new station wagon thingy) that would scream pretty well.

Posted by: Tom S on March 19, 2005 03:21 PM

I went 170 in an Ausin Healey 3000 with overdrive, once. Scared the shit out of myself. The needle was floating because the car was going airborn as it hit the minor uneven parts of the road. I knew that if I got sideways at that speed, it was gonna be like a plane crash.

And boy do I love those Eagle Talons. I gotta get me another one.

Posted by: Bane on March 19, 2005 03:35 PM

I've buried the needle on my trucks before (I've had 3), but the speedometer in all of them only went up to 85, so no telling how fast I was going.I try to refrain from driving right after I get done playing "Gran Turismo" on my playstation, b/c speed limits do not apply at that point! Man, I love that game! (it's the only one I play, by the way... none of the other games really interest me)

Posted by: shiner1007 on March 19, 2005 03:43 PM

I pegged my spedomter on my 1978 ford pinto. My buddy was driving a beat POS camaro next to me and said he pegged HIS at 115 and I was almost keeping up.

That was the most frightening thing I have ever done in my life. I've gone faster in other cars, but not in an aluminum can on roller skates like that thing.

Posted by: Graumagus on March 19, 2005 03:50 PM

68 Javelin......a really great car acidman

Posted by: Robert on March 19, 2005 03:50 PM

Birmingham Eastern City Limit to the Tennessee Welcome Center via I-59

1 hour, 8 minutes.

1988 Porsche 944S, about a month ago...

Oh, and I did slow down to about 90 around Gadsden. Local traffic, and all.

Posted by: Wind Rider on March 19, 2005 03:59 PM

I'm here to be positive. I'm not here to talk about the past.

Hey, it worked for Mark McGwire, didn't it?

Posted by: charles austin on March 19, 2005 05:00 PM

I had a 1971 Firebird ES in 1978.. Speedo went to 165 and I've had it to 143.. pretty exhilerating! I only went that fast ONCE!!! telephone poles were going by like the stripes on the road.. and those were dots instead of stripes.

Nowadays. I enjoy acceleration, not necessarily the high speed.

Posted by: Centauri on March 19, 2005 06:15 PM

San Diego to Long Beach in 42 minutes on a monday morning downtown to downtown in an 88 Nissan pickup.

Posted by: Rey on March 19, 2005 06:17 PM

I sold cars back in the day of King Richard and the 426 Hemi, my cars that I ordered for myself had either a hemi or a 440 mag with a six pack. I totalled one of my cars one friday afternoon, I was doing 140 and lost control and hit a side rail on I-16, only a few broken bones and a load of shit in my corbin pants. That was the third demo I wrecked, my boss was a very nice man and did not care, we used his houseboat and went to all of the big races, we even got the pace car one year for Daytona, it was a Cuda with a 383 motor, hot little machine.

Posted by: catfish on March 19, 2005 07:17 PM

I usually drive 5- 10 over, but will follow you bear bait about a mile back.

I talked about the wifes experience on I-35 in Tx.

Posted by: KurtP on March 19, 2005 09:52 PM

Too many damn deer and elk(think Clydsdale with BIG white patch on arse) up here to do that sort of thing too,too often:)....

Posted by: big al on March 19, 2005 11:37 PM

I've been faster than any of the stories above, and I'm talking "real", not speedometer. But, I'm older now. It was stupid on the highway. Fun on the track.

Now my daily driver ride is a '04 Z06 Z16 Corvette. 405 hp, 3140 lbs for you who don't know. I rarely go more than 110 mph on the way to or from town. But, if I don't touch 100 at least once, it's because of too many idiots in the way of this idiot. I pay A LOT of attention.
As the man said, "no brag, just fact".

Posted by: Dan Pursel on March 19, 2005 11:59 PM

The good Lord didn't put 224 turbochraged HP under my right foot in the R/T for nothing....

In the young and stupid category, though, I did have a certain '67 Barracuda up over 100 mph on a two laner north of Los Angeles once...on F78-14 bias-ply tires and 4-wheel manual drum guardian angel was riding along on that trip for sure...

Posted by: Grumpy Old Ham on March 19, 2005 11:59 PM

I'm an idiot, part one: I pegged out a Suzuki Samurai--meter went to 85, I was a bit past it--which is like going 86-90 in a pile of kleenex, without the stability of a motorcycle. Part two: 250kmh in an Audi on the autobahn near Trier in the Reich in 1989--I blame sudden acceleration syndrome. Nothing, however, compares to rolling in a 68 Roadrunner 426 Hemi--que sexy!

Posted by: Chris on March 20, 2005 12:58 AM

I am a lead foot...and I know I used to purposefully drive VW bugs so I couldn't get into too much trouble.

Until I dropped a souped up 1800cc engine in a stripped down bug. I used to daily race my bud in his BMW down the Harbor freeway on our way to USC everyday.

Weaving in and out of traffic at 100 mph in a VW woke me up better than a cup of coffee ever could.

Now I drive a 2003 Intrepid, which is not a muscle car by any means...and it's got a fairly decent punch and top end.

Posted by: Gahrie on March 20, 2005 02:32 AM

Fuck ya'll (except for Gahrie). A damn stupid VW will eat the ass out of most hot-rods. Light to light, at least. I used to kick the shit out of Boss Mustangs and Barracuda's and whatnot, driving my girlfriends VW Super Beetle. 'Course, her last boyfriend had customized it, put in Hemis, and widened the wheel wells to hold the fat tires.

I mean it. I beat a Super Bee light to light, for 20 blocks, with four chicks in the damn thing.

I'd be waiting at the light, and the other car would come screeching up, the driver looking at me like "WTF?"

Posted by: Bane on March 20, 2005 02:48 AM

I got to drive on the autobahn.

But it was in a rental. A Renault 4-cylinder. I think it could do 80mph, tops.

Dropped from an airplane.

BMWs and MB's were passing me as if I was standing still.

But, yeah, I've been in 3-digit territory.

Also drove from my grandfather's in the northwest corner of Arkansas to the Grand Canyon in a day. When I moved from NYC to LA and drove cross country, I counted only 3 cars that passed me. Grateful to one who did and patted his fuzzbuster on his dash and warned me. I'd still be rotting in an Oklahoma jail or doing a Western Express ad with that mirrored sunglasses cop.

Posted by: Aaron's Rantblog on March 20, 2005 04:07 AM

Back when I was a kid & didn't have a pot to piss in, I used to buy retired police cars from the county auction. They had recieved regular maint, had heavy-duty everything and had big-lunged motors. Nobody wanted them so they were cheap.

All of 'em were Dodges or Plymouths. All had certified speedometers that read 140+ MPH. All of those needles met the peg more than once.

Wife has a 'Benz E320. Speedo goes to 160 MPH. It has likewise seen the elephant.

But that's not fast.

When practicing mud-moving (ground attack) in a McDonnell-Douglass F4-E Phantom, running in on the range at 50ft with both of it's GE J-79 engines at Buster (alright, maybe nudging the 'burners a little bit), doing 600 kts and still being able to hit your TOT (Time Over Target)...

That's fast.

Posted by: Richthofen on March 20, 2005 06:05 AM

Back in 1970, I took my brand new 1969 Corvette 435 horse, 427 Cubic Inch, 4-speed manual, for a quick trip down I-25 in Colorado at 2 AM to see what it would do. I reached 153 mph at red line in 4th gear. Wowie-Zowie! I never took it back up that fast ever again, but at least I knew what it would do if it had to.

Posted by: Vulgorilla on March 20, 2005 09:55 AM

After a little more than twenty-three years of driving a car with a star on the doors and a lightbar and siren my fast driving days are over. They didn't cost much, a chestfull of broken ribs and half of my teeth once, a permanently bum knee and cracked skull another time.
It's a pleasure taking it easy, a lot less vibration, the chance to actually see the country I'm driving through and a helluva lot less of my pension check going to the gas pump.
You'll know me when you see me doing sixty on the freeways. You'll zoom past me with a dirty look, I'll pass you again at the gas station, you'll give me another dirty look as you roar past, I'll pass you again when you have to stop because the stress of high speed driving is tiring, you'll go roaring by again, I'll ease past you while you are getting that ticket.
Have fun.

Posted by: Peter on March 20, 2005 12:32 PM

Daddy built hotrods in Calf when I was a tottler, was a excellant mechanic all his life. So guess he was my speed inspiration for organized drag racing. He ran a garage and body shop forty years. One of my first after-school jobs there was cleaning out wrecks towed in of any personal items, and this was before padded dashes. Pulling some teenagers teeth out of the dash was the lesson taught me to never race on the highways. He also taught me to watch my rear view mirror for speeding idiots and to get out of their way. Only speeding ticket I ever got was in my '75 ragtop 'vette, going to the hospital to see my mom before surgery. Texas DPS will even ticket their mommas.
The 'recycled beercans' on the road today are not safe, period. Even the 'air-bags' can kill a shrimp like me.
Like your site.

Posted by: Chevy Rose on March 20, 2005 12:53 PM

I've hit top speed in my ancient 300D, but the only way I could PEG the needle (which goes to 120 or so, IIRC) would be to bolt a rocket to the car.

77hp and 3500 pounds, in this case, tops out at 95.

Posted by: Sigivald on March 21, 2005 02:59 PM

Last car was a 98 Camero SS new. Over 155 on a very nice highway coming out of Carolina. New car WRX STI, so far only about 144 again on a very nice highway. No trouble what so ever. Should top at about 160.

Posted by: d9 on August 11, 2006 02:25 PM
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