n8in8or
I never met a project I didn’t like
Yeah I'd say that time sounds about right. Hopefully with a few more tweaks I can crack into the 14s like I'm hoping.So you were probably running about a 15.5 at 92, a tick or two slower than my old '72 402 Big Block Monte Carlo with a TH400 and a 12 bolt 2.73 posi rear. Not blazingly fast out of the hole, but at 55 MPH on the 1-2 upshift it would scratch the rear tires and leave a 50' dual streak of rubber. 2-D came past the 1/4 mile at just under 105 MPH, no tire scratch. Yes, a lot of the Novas, Chevelles, Mustangs, Camaros, etc could take me in a 1/4 with 3.55, 3.73 or 4.11 gears, but by 3/8ths of a mile they ran out of steam and I walked away from them. I could hit 130 through a half mile. One night on US 77, I let it wind out on a nice two mile straight just to see what it could do, and had the needle buried straight down on the odometer and was battling valve float with the hydraulic cam trying to goose it a bit more out of it, when a Lancaster County Sheriff car passed me going the other way! Yup, saw the cherries come on, and I just shut it down and coasted over to the shoulder as he flipped around and caught up to where I had pulled over about 3/4 of a mile further down. Good news, it was Deputy Dave, our High School rep (I went to a rural high school outside of Lincoln). When I was younger before my parents moved to an acreage outside of Lincoln just before High School, Deputy Dave lived at the end of our block on the edge of Lincoln and his little brother, Rick, was a year ahead of me in school. We (Dave, Rick, my dad and I) used to race Deputy Dave's Micro Midget racer (think 1/4 scale open Sprint Car powered by a 500-600cc motorcyle engine) up and down the street when I was in Jr. High! Deputy Dave told me he clocked me at 141 in a 55 zone, told me he could take my license right there on the spot for all the violations he could write me up for, but instead gave me a good half-hour ass chewing there on the side of the road on how stupid it was to be driving that fast at night on a rural two-lane highway when a farmer could pull out of a field without his implement lights on and I'd never see him until it was too late, or a deer or animal on the r9ad would be it for me and that if I wanted to drive that damn fast, to at least do it on the Interstate where it was two wide lanes and controlled access, not somewhere where he may have to be the one to ring my parents doorbell and tell them I had just been in a bad wreck.
That's a fun story and you're lucky who was in the cop car!!!
There's a nice stretch of interstate south of town that doesn't have much traffic or places for cops to hide. Back when I had my '04 GTO I used that stretch to make sure the 155mph speed limiter worked (it did). Man if I still had that car, and I dumped the money and effort into that like I did this Tahoe, I'd have a pretty quick car on my hands!! Although it would only be hauling ass, not a trailer...... Ah well, this is still a very rewarding project so far.