mldavis2
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I'm far too old to be messing around with kids with modded cars. My GT2 is bone-stock except for the badging. I live in a rural area where car savvy is rather limited, and where a few kids have late model Mustangs and Camaros, or tricked up "rice burners" with wheels worth more than their cars, and tomato cans for mufflers. And I also suspect that none of them have any idea what a Stinger is, other than "just another Kia."
Because the town is rather small and I know all the cops (I teach at the Police Academy at the local university), I don't burn rubber at stop lights or make a fool of myself in town.
But the Stinger is a Jeckle and Hyde car. Docile, comfortable and fun. But there is this little silver dial on the center console that beckons me from time to time and is always tempting me to just twist it one notch to the right and turn the AV screen from cool white to raging red. I can always resist the temptation when the wife is in the car, but the wife is away for a couple of days, and well, the weather is nice and I wanted to take a drive.
When you twist the little knob, the car gets hungry -- both the car and the driver. There is a stoplight outside of town that stops cars before allowing you to pull the ramp to the interstate -- two lanes for some reason only the civil engineers can explain, but it merges into one lane before merging onto the highway, a fairly steep uphill entry ramp. I'm calmly sitting at the light when a modded Chrysler 300 with tinted windows and ugly black wheels pulls up in the lane beside me, obviously intending to beat me to the merge point. Normally, I would let him go. But the wife is away and I will play. I twist the dial and wait for the light. He had a split second jump on the light (cheater) and lots of tire squealing, but you can't beat AWD on an uphill climb. Not even close. Had him by well over 2 car lengths at 90 mph and pulling away.
I drove a few miles down the interstate and the 300 blew by me going probably close to 100 as I had the cruise set for 75, minding my own business. Just before getting off the interstate, a Honda of some kind (too small for an Accord - never did know what it was) flew up behind me and tailgated me about 2 car lengths onto the 270° exit ramp. I held speed on the ramp with a very slight drift (yeah, the AWD will drift in Sport mode) and lost the Honda in the dust who conveniently turned off before admitting to his humiliation.
Perhaps I need a big strip of duct tape to put over that little knob. Or perhaps I just need to sell this beast and act my age. But I ain't gonna do it.....
Because the town is rather small and I know all the cops (I teach at the Police Academy at the local university), I don't burn rubber at stop lights or make a fool of myself in town.
But the Stinger is a Jeckle and Hyde car. Docile, comfortable and fun. But there is this little silver dial on the center console that beckons me from time to time and is always tempting me to just twist it one notch to the right and turn the AV screen from cool white to raging red. I can always resist the temptation when the wife is in the car, but the wife is away for a couple of days, and well, the weather is nice and I wanted to take a drive.
When you twist the little knob, the car gets hungry -- both the car and the driver. There is a stoplight outside of town that stops cars before allowing you to pull the ramp to the interstate -- two lanes for some reason only the civil engineers can explain, but it merges into one lane before merging onto the highway, a fairly steep uphill entry ramp. I'm calmly sitting at the light when a modded Chrysler 300 with tinted windows and ugly black wheels pulls up in the lane beside me, obviously intending to beat me to the merge point. Normally, I would let him go. But the wife is away and I will play. I twist the dial and wait for the light. He had a split second jump on the light (cheater) and lots of tire squealing, but you can't beat AWD on an uphill climb. Not even close. Had him by well over 2 car lengths at 90 mph and pulling away.
I drove a few miles down the interstate and the 300 blew by me going probably close to 100 as I had the cruise set for 75, minding my own business. Just before getting off the interstate, a Honda of some kind (too small for an Accord - never did know what it was) flew up behind me and tailgated me about 2 car lengths onto the 270° exit ramp. I held speed on the ramp with a very slight drift (yeah, the AWD will drift in Sport mode) and lost the Honda in the dust who conveniently turned off before admitting to his humiliation.
Perhaps I need a big strip of duct tape to put over that little knob. Or perhaps I just need to sell this beast and act my age. But I ain't gonna do it.....
, but if you caught them at the 1% 
, all hell break loose...
