I'm not a street racer, but I couldn't resist this one. It was a perfect confluence of factors in my favor.
I've been traveling to my parents house in OH from CT (600 miles one way) for the past few months and completed my 5th round trip today. I know route 80 through PA very well - location of the mountains, turns, and speed traps.
I'm heading back to CT from OH and over 1/2 way through PA on route 80 when I see in my rear view mirror a vintage Porsche buzzing back and forth between cars, trucks, vans basically on a joy ride doing about 85 in a 65. And, of course I want to take a look inside to see who is driving this thing. Well, as it whizzes past me I spot a 50 year old man and his girlfriend or more likely wife. Together they must weigh about 385lbs (225 plus 160). We are approaching a huge mountain grade that will last about 4 miles on twisting roads that was carved out of a rock canyon. There are no vehicles in front of us and no way a cop could have a speed trap here. So I'm thinking - vintage porsche, lots of people weight inside, steep long twisting grade, no vehicles, and rocks cliffs on both sides of the road AND between us and opposing traffic. And, unfortunately I can't write him a ticket.
Yup, I did it. Porsche on my left and as we looked at each other I lowered the windshield all the way down, tucked, and lit the wick. As I guessed he went for it too. He stayed with me for about a heartbeat. I could hear him grind and whined that motor. I thought the engine was going to fall out. I didn't have to go to max speed as within a mile it was over. His revs were so high pitched I thought he was going to drop his oil pan.
Then, common sense kicked in and I brought my speed back down to the limit. He passed and continued to speed at about 85mph. I was convinced I was going to see him pulled over in the next several miles, but no such luck.
Man, the ST is fast when you are tucked with the windshield all the way down! (I won't do that again - not worth a performance award to me)
I've been traveling to my parents house in OH from CT (600 miles one way) for the past few months and completed my 5th round trip today. I know route 80 through PA very well - location of the mountains, turns, and speed traps.
I'm heading back to CT from OH and over 1/2 way through PA on route 80 when I see in my rear view mirror a vintage Porsche buzzing back and forth between cars, trucks, vans basically on a joy ride doing about 85 in a 65. And, of course I want to take a look inside to see who is driving this thing. Well, as it whizzes past me I spot a 50 year old man and his girlfriend or more likely wife. Together they must weigh about 385lbs (225 plus 160). We are approaching a huge mountain grade that will last about 4 miles on twisting roads that was carved out of a rock canyon. There are no vehicles in front of us and no way a cop could have a speed trap here. So I'm thinking - vintage porsche, lots of people weight inside, steep long twisting grade, no vehicles, and rocks cliffs on both sides of the road AND between us and opposing traffic. And, unfortunately I can't write him a ticket.
Yup, I did it. Porsche on my left and as we looked at each other I lowered the windshield all the way down, tucked, and lit the wick. As I guessed he went for it too. He stayed with me for about a heartbeat. I could hear him grind and whined that motor. I thought the engine was going to fall out. I didn't have to go to max speed as within a mile it was over. His revs were so high pitched I thought he was going to drop his oil pan.
Then, common sense kicked in and I brought my speed back down to the limit. He passed and continued to speed at about 85mph. I was convinced I was going to see him pulled over in the next several miles, but no such luck.
Man, the ST is fast when you are tucked with the windshield all the way down! (I won't do that again - not worth a performance award to me)
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