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[StungBlueGT2]

I can add a Lexus 350 FSport and a Hydra ECU tuned Stinger to my list.

Both were very upset that I walked away from them and shocked how fast my Stinger is. Maybe some of the early launch, Korean built Stingers are “hot” versions because this thing still surprises me on what I can match or beat.

 

[ZyroXZ2]

I can add a Lexus 350 FSport and a Hydra ECU tuned Stinger to my list.

Both were very upset that I walked away from them and shocked how fast my Stinger is. Maybe some of the early launch, Korean built Stingers are “hot” versions because this thing still surprises me on what I can match or beat.

I had some lamer in a bone stock Lexus 250 trying to egg me on, wasn't even the F Sport package. I ignored him entirely, lol

 

[MerlintheMad]

Ignoring egging on is good. From complete strangers? Come on. That's like being propositioned for sex.

(LOL! After I wrote the above, I got into a race. Seriously, I wasn't invited, it just happened. The other guy didn't egg me on, he just attacked, and I saw it coming. Perfect storm conditions for me to go all instinct. "I pass fast, I do not race" will require some adjustment now because I took up the gauntlet. )

I went out in the dark to test my headlight adjustment (and found it very much to my liking: now I see the road inviting me forward, rather than waiting for things to appear in my headlight pools, way too close for comfort). Moonroof open, music off, in manual gate using the paddle shifters (as is my MO). After heading south on the Mountain View Corridor for, oh, five minutes maybe more, I turned left and then waited at the next turn lane for the green arrow to let me head back north. Somebody was waiting behind me to turn left also.

I decided that I was going to dig around the corner. Well, so did he. I was briskly accelerating as I saw his headlights slide off to the right out of my rearview mirror. And my right foot "took over" without a conscious thought: clear to the floor, and I engaged the kick down. "NAV" (my car's name) took over from that point. All paddle shifting was ignored. "She" was racing (not me! Oh, sure). The headlights behind and to my right fell steadily back. Then the light up ahead was turning yellow and I was on the brakes. With a shit eating grin on my face I waited for the other driver to pull up alongside.

"Hey! Is that thing stock?"

"Yeah, it is," I said with complete satisfaction.

"That is SICK!"

Because of my ejumacayshun on this forum, I knew that I was receiving the highest compliment. NAV was receiving it and I was proud of her.

"I've got a couple of tunes on mine," he said.

"If you tune one of these," I said, "then they really get up and move."

The light the other way turned yellow and we got ready. Green! Down my foot went as fast as I could get it (I use auto hold). Bam! NAV dug in with all four Michelins and we were away. He faded even faster than on the rolling start.

I saw his brights flash me in the rearview mirror. I've received my first salute. Addicting, this is. What will Dolly say, when I get home and tell her? (She said, "Please, please, please don't get a ticket!" LOL.)

I don't know what he was driving. But he almost certainly knew what I was driving: he had enough time to scope out the GT1 waiting for the left turn signal, after all.

 

[falanger]

So I took down yet another 5.0 V8 tonight but this one was stuffed into a Lexus IS-F. Sounded amazing, clearly an aftermarket exhaust, but it wasn't enough to keep up with a Stinger GT.

It's time for Lexus to jump on the twin turbo train. Those V8s of theirs sound good but there's just very little backing up that bark.

 

[Tobstertx3]

(LOL! After I wrote the above, I got into a race. Seriously, I wasn't invited, it just happened. The other guy didn't egg me on, he just attacked, and I saw it coming. Perfect storm conditions for me to go all instinct. "I pass fast, I do not race" will require some adjustment now because I took up the gauntlet. )

I went out in the dark to test my headlight adjustment (and found it very much to my liking: now I see the road inviting my forward, rather than waiting for things to appear in my headlight pools, way too close for comfort). Moonroof open, music off, in manual gate using the paddle shifters (as is my MO). After heading south on the Mountain View Corridor for, oh, five minutes maybe more, I turned left and then waited at the next turn lane for the green arrow to let me head back north. Somebody was waiting behind me to turn left also.

I decided that I was going to dig around the corner. Well, so did he. I was briskly accelerating as I saw his headlights slide off to the right out of my rearview mirror. And my right foot "took over" without a conscious thought: clear to the floor, and I engaged the kick down. "NAV" (my car's name) took over from that point. All paddle shifting was ignored. "She" was racing (not me! Oh, sure). The headlights behind and to my right fell steadily back. Then the light up ahead was turning yellow and I was on the brakes. With a shit eating grin on my face I waited for the other driver to pull up alongside.

"Hey! Is that thing stock?"

"Yeah, it is," I said with complete satisfaction.

"That is SICK!"

Because of my ejumacayshun on this forum, I knew that I was receiving the highest compliment. NAV was receiving it and I was proud of her.

"I've got a couple of tunes on mine," he said.

"If you tune one of these," I said, "then they really get up and move."

The light the other way turned yellow and we got ready. Green! Down my foot went as fast as I could get it (I use auto hold). Bam! NAV dug in with all four Michelins and we were away. He faded even faster than on the rolling start.

I saw his brights flash me in the rearview mirror. I've received my first salute. Addicting, this is. What will Dolly say, when I get home and tell her? (She said, "Please, please, please don't get a ticket!" LOL.)

I don't know what he was driving. But he almost certainly knew what I was driving: he had enough time to scope out the GT1 waiting for the left turn signal, after all.

AWESOME!

 

[Talloneus Khan]

Ive found that bone stock, I can take a 2019 5.0L mustang with a manual trans, from a dig everytime. That manual really slows them down, and driver error gives inconsistent launches. By the time their top end kicks in to start reeling me in, im already across the line
However, if that same 5.0L has the 10 speed auto, and air down the rears to like 25psi, its not even a competition(they have the pilot sport 4s as well stock). They match me off the line, then just tow, taking the 1/4 by about 4 car lengths at the finish. Those new auto mustangs are no joke

Edit: clarified its a manual stang that I can take

 

[Ucinn]

I'm stock and found the same. I belong to a Mustang club so I have several different ones I get into spirited driving with. The A10's walk me all day.. then manuals do slow them down with only 6 gears.. If they have the performance pack it makes them more formidable as the rear end gears can be 3.73's. The s197's are slower either auto or manual as they are both 6 speeds then and only 435 hp, tuned and gears they are a good race for us stock. Anything older than an S197 that's still stock is no match.

 

[Helo58]

So I took down yet another 5.0 V8 tonight but this one was stuffed into a Lexus IS-F. Sounded amazing, clearly an aftermarket exhaust, but it wasn't enough to keep up with a Stinger GT.

It's time for Lexus to jump on the twin turbo train. Those V8s of theirs sound good but there's just very little backing up that bark.

I used to own one, that is why I made the switch to the Stinger. When I left the Lexus, full bolt-ons on a great DA day would get you an 11.7 in the ISF.

 

[ZyroXZ2]

Ignoring egging on is good. From complete strangers? Come on. That's like being propositioned for sex.

(LOL! After I wrote the above, I got into a race. Seriously, I wasn't invited, it just happened. The other guy didn't egg me on, he just attacked, and I saw it coming. Perfect storm conditions for me to go all instinct. "I pass fast, I do not race" will require some adjustment now because I took up the gauntlet. )

I went out in the dark to test my headlight adjustment (and found it very much to my liking: now I see the road inviting me forward, rather than waiting for things to appear in my headlight pools, way too close for comfort). Moonroof open, music off, in manual gate using the paddle shifters (as is my MO). After heading south on the Mountain View Corridor for, oh, five minutes maybe more, I turned left and then waited at the next turn lane for the green arrow to let me head back north. Somebody was waiting behind me to turn left also.

I decided that I was going to dig around the corner. Well, so did he. I was briskly accelerating as I saw his headlights slide off to the right out of my rearview mirror. And my right foot "took over" without a conscious thought: clear to the floor, and I engaged the kick down. "NAV" (my car's name) took over from that point. All paddle shifting was ignored. "She" was racing (not me! Oh, sure). The headlights behind and to my right fell steadily back. Then the light up ahead was turning yellow and I was on the brakes. With a shit eating grin on my face I waited for the other driver to pull up alongside.

"Hey! Is that thing stock?"

"Yeah, it is," I said with complete satisfaction.

"That is SICK!"

Because of my ejumacayshun on this forum, I knew that I was receiving the highest compliment. NAV was receiving it and I was proud of her.

"I've got a couple of tunes on mine," he said.

"If you tune one of these," I said, "then they really get up and move."

The light the other way turned yellow and we got ready. Green! Down my foot went as fast as I could get it (I use auto hold). Bam! NAV dug in with all four Michelins and we were away. He faded even faster than on the rolling start.

I saw his brights flash me in the rearview mirror. I've received my first salute. Addicting, this is. What will Dolly say, when I get home and tell her? (She said, "Please, please, please don't get a ticket!" LOL.)

I don't know what he was driving. But he almost certainly knew what I was driving: he had enough time to scope out the GT1 waiting for the left turn signal, after all.

Two things:

1) I still think it's weird to name a car
2) I want to know what the moderator edited on your post...

 

[Shrikecorp]

Ignoring egging on is good. From complete strangers? Come on. That's like being propositioned for sex.

(LOL! After I wrote the above, I got into a race. Seriously, I wasn't invited, it just happened. The other guy didn't egg me on, he just attacked, and I saw it coming. Perfect storm conditions for me to go all instinct. "I pass fast, I do not race" will require some adjustment now because I took up the gauntlet. )

I went out in the dark to test my headlight adjustment (and found it very much to my liking: now I see the road inviting me forward, rather than waiting for things to appear in my headlight pools, way too close for comfort). Moonroof open, music off, in manual gate using the paddle shifters (as is my MO). After heading south on the Mountain View Corridor for, oh, five minutes maybe more, I turned left and then waited at the next turn lane for the green arrow to let me head back north. Somebody was waiting behind me to turn left also.

I decided that I was going to dig around the corner. Well, so did he. I was briskly accelerating as I saw his headlights slide off to the right out of my rearview mirror. And my right foot "took over" without a conscious thought: clear to the floor, and I engaged the kick down. "NAV" (my car's name) took over from that point. All paddle shifting was ignored. "She" was racing (not me! Oh, sure). The headlights behind and to my right fell steadily back. Then the light up ahead was turning yellow and I was on the brakes. With a shit eating grin on my face I waited for the other driver to pull up alongside.

"Hey! Is that thing stock?"

"Yeah, it is," I said with complete satisfaction.

"That is SICK!"

Because of my ejumacayshun on this forum, I knew that I was receiving the highest compliment. NAV was receiving it and I was proud of her.

"I've got a couple of tunes on mine," he said.

"If you tune one of these," I said, "then they really get up and move."

The light the other way turned yellow and we got ready. Green! Down my foot went as fast as I could get it (I use auto hold). Bam! NAV dug in with all four Michelins and we were away. He faded even faster than on the rolling start.

I saw his brights flash me in the rearview mirror. I've received my first salute. Addicting, this is. What will Dolly say, when I get home and tell her? (She said, "Please, please, please don't get a ticket!" LOL.)

I don't know what he was driving. But he almost certainly knew what I was driving: he had enough time to scope out the GT1 waiting for the left turn signal, after all.

....was it a Camry?

 

[MerlintheMad]

...I want to know what the moderator edited on your post...

Two posts combined into one, that's all.

 

[turboAWD]

....was it a Camry?

With Merlin? Probably a tractor

 

[MerlintheMad]

With Merlin? Probably a tractor

That, I can positively declare to not be an option when IDing the vehicle. It was white (I think), compact, and probably a 4 cyl with "a couple of tunes"; that would fit into my expectations on the performance difference. He was impressed, after trying to come out and around me on a rolling start; and utterly failing to hold with me from a dead stop. If his car was garbage, he'd not have tried in the first place.

And, "NAV" did it, not me. This is the first time I've engaged the kick down. All of my "Launch Controls" (few enough, I allow) have been faint-hearted attempts, not really trusting the car or myself enough to slam the floor and then let go of the brake: more of a push on the gas than a slam. This time, I slammed it. Even without being in LC it worked!

 

[Shrikecorp]

That, I can positively declare to not be an option when IDing the vehicle. It was white (I think), compact, and probably a 4 cyl with "a couple of tunes"...

Aha! Now we know.

Don't mind me, I'm just out here doing battle with all these damned Camrys.

 

[Talloneus Khan]

Don't mind me, I'm just out here doing battle with all these damned Camrys.

I had a Elantra try to pick a fight this morning. I had to just shake my head at him. He peeled off sounding like a angry lawnmower. I kept up at partial throttle, didnt have the heart to kill him. Sigh

 

[Helo58]

Aha! Now we know.
Don't mind me, I'm just out here doing battle with all these damned Camrys.

I had the same idea. Just kiddin @MerlintheMad !!

 

[MerlintheMad]

Aha! Now we know.

Don't mind me, I'm just out here doing battle with all these damned Camrys.

Nope. It wasn't one of those. Too small!

You're picking on me because of my candor. It's okay, I can take it. Not being a car guy comes with this serious deficiency: I cannot readily ID make and model. Oh, well.

 

[Paihan Lee]

Pulled up to a 2018 Audi A6 this morning at a red light. I had to get over into his lane by the next light, so I made sure to accelerate the moment the light changed. We both accelerated hard when the light turned green and when I realized he wasn't letting off, we both punched it. My car just kept pulling away and within 1/8 of a mile, I was a good one and a half car lengths ahead of him. It felt great to see him try to keep up, but he finally let off the gas when he realized he couldn't make up any ground. I was running JB4 map 1 and no other mods.

 

[westcoastGT]

Ignoring egging on is good. From complete strangers? Come on. That's like being propositioned for sex.

(LOL! After I wrote the above, I got into a race. Seriously, I wasn't invited, it just happened. The other guy didn't egg me on, he just attacked, and I saw it coming. Perfect storm conditions for me to go all instinct. "I pass fast, I do not race" will require some adjustment now because I took up the gauntlet. )

I went out in the dark to test my headlight adjustment (and found it very much to my liking: now I see the road inviting me forward, rather than waiting for things to appear in my headlight pools, way too close for comfort). Moonroof open, music off, in manual gate using the paddle shifters (as is my MO). After heading south on the Mountain View Corridor for, oh, five minutes maybe more, I turned left and then waited at the next turn lane for the green arrow to let me head back north. Somebody was waiting behind me to turn left also.

I decided that I was going to dig around the corner. Well, so did he. I was briskly accelerating as I saw his headlights slide off to the right out of my rearview mirror. And my right foot "took over" without a conscious thought: clear to the floor, and I engaged the kick down. "NAV" (my car's name) took over from that point. All paddle shifting was ignored. "She" was racing (not me! Oh, sure). The headlights behind and to my right fell steadily back. Then the light up ahead was turning yellow and I was on the brakes. With a shit eating grin on my face I waited for the other driver to pull up alongside.

"Hey! Is that thing stock?"

"Yeah, it is," I said with complete satisfaction.

"That is SICK!"

Because of my ejumacayshun on this forum, I knew that I was receiving the highest compliment. NAV was receiving it and I was proud of her.

"I've got a couple of tunes on mine," he said.

"If you tune one of these," I said, "then they really get up and move."

The light the other way turned yellow and we got ready. Green! Down my foot went as fast as I could get it (I use auto hold). Bam! NAV dug in with all four Michelins and we were away. He faded even faster than on the rolling start.

I saw his brights flash me in the rearview mirror. I've received my first salute. Addicting, this is. What will Dolly say, when I get home and tell her? (She said, "Please, please, please don't get a ticket!" LOL.)

I don't know what he was driving. But he almost certainly knew what I was driving: he had enough time to scope out the GT1 waiting for the left turn signal, after all.

.............really ?? Merlin anyone can beat a Nissan Sentra ! bawaaaaaa

 

[westcoastGT]

Pulled up to a 2018 Audi A6 this morning at a red light. I had to get over into his lane by the next light, so I made sure to accelerate the moment the light changed. We both accelerated hard when the light turned green and when I realized he wasn't letting off, we both punched it. My car just kept pulling away and within 1/8 of a mile, I was a good one and a half car lengths ahead of him. It felt great to see him try to keep up, but he finally let off the gas when he realized he couldn't make up any ground. I was running JB4 map 1 and no other mods.

A stock GT will walk an A6 ......................, not an RS6 though