So i finally got out for a little fun this weekend and had some good runs in...finally.
Miata v.s Turbo Galant (newer style)
So as i sit in my car sat. night enjoying a little heat because my feet were cold (remind me not to wear sandals when its cold again...err chilly). This guy walks up and says "OK, lets cut the bullshit and get some runs in. I'm sick of all this talk and no one running... wanna go?". Honestly at first i though someone was shit talking on my behalf to this guy and he wanted to go... but i guess he randomly picked me to ask to race. Whatever. Sure.... im sick of sitting on my ass too. He says he's running 7.5 psion the stock 2.4L and the car is automatic. I'm running 6-7psi on a 1.8L...5spd.
We got to our little area and line up. Flagger drops and we go. Now off the line.... maybe for the first 10ft or so, we're both getting it.... i attribute the lack of wheelspin to the automatic...but that quickly becomes pointless. My car catches traction in 1st. Gone. I immidatly start pulling.. same for 2nd, 3rd and theres no need for 4th now. We get back, give a quick handshake and agree the results and move on to other people.
Miata vs. R32 Gulf
So im watching this guy. I know its AWD, and im just rwd... i shouldnt even be thinging i can hang. But with sub-6second 0-60 times for me.... i start wondering exactly how bad i'd get handed off the line. So i make the offer...he takes it. Now i know i cant take off just like a awd car... dont think i am. So we line up. We're ready. Flagger looks at us and raises his arms and he jumps just a moment before he drops. Damn. I launch, but im caught offguard and gett too much wheels spin. By the time i catch traction, my front bumper is just barely at his back bumper. 2nd. I start reeling him in. 3rd and 4th.. im sill pulling ever so slowly. It takes the whole straight for me to make it nose to nose with him...niiice. A very good close race. i ask to go again...we roll back and everyones panicing and leaving.... mabe next weekend.
Miata vs. 5.0 Foxbody
By this time its getting late... past 3am. A regular form another spot shows up in his mustang. Now i dont liek these cars.. not one bit. Because its always a mixed bag of nuts.... you just have no fucking cluse what these guys have. One can be all bad ass sound and go nowhere... but have one thats pretty tame sounding/looking and be stupid fast. I hope this ones not the latter. He says it runs mid-14's. See.. my only advantage is off the line traction, those things are very hard to launch on regular street tires... i know... i have tried. So we line up. Go. I get a immidate pull off the line like i though i was going to. 2nd. I'm still ahead... how far? Just enough i can see him in my rearview mirror and he staying right about there. I keep my lead. Well, we get back and he says he started spinning in 2nd and let off...hmm... seems like he didnt because he stayed at one point behind me the whole race and we were still accelerating.... so whatever. If it was bs or not, i pulled..... and if he wants another shot this weekend... bring it on.
Game over.