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Post by lazy on Jan 19, 2007 2:44:21 GMT 1
Hmmm. The mountain air is really nice. Especially right now.
Kai was sitting on the guardrail. The line that meant the difference between life and death, stupidity and insanity. His S2000 was a few yards away, parked in the parking lot. One of the many parking places on this mountain, actually. In the dark, with just a few lights along the road, the car was just a silhouette. I hope the stories I heard were true. Kai rubbed his eyes.
No, he wasn't tired.
Kai sighed, letting a cloud of fog hang before his face. He stuffed his hands into the pocket of his red Ecko hoodie, which was unbelievably warm. His jeans, too, were comfortable and warm, despite the thickness of it. He shivered. He strained his ears, listening for the roar of an engine. Any engine. No ordinary person would come out onto the mountain at a time like this.
He looked at the city across the body of water. A shimmering black emblazoned with gold lights, and the moonlight. Suddenly, he heard it. Faint, but it was definitely there. Louder and more obnoxious than most engines, this was definitely the kind of person Kai would like to meet. If his ears heard right, it came from the bottom of the mountain, and it was heading up.
The Ghost of the mountain....
Kai smirked and walked back to his car. Stepping inside, he started the F20 engine, and leaned back as it sang its spine-tingling song. He eased the pedal slowly, rolling to the opening of the parking lot. As soon as a pair of headlights came into view, he'd floor it and start heading up.
Don't disappoint.
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Post by Shamino Warhen Ph.D on Feb 5, 2007 22:16:00 GMT 1
The mountains are always a dangerous place, no matter how fast or slow one drives, or no matter the weather condition. A simple miscalculation will have you kissing the guard rail or worse. Fender benders to full on destruction of yourself and the vehicle may be common place in the mountain. Some people live here, others perish. Shamino found the mountain to be far more relaxing than the highway, and so on his spare moments where he was not training, parkouring, or working, he was driving here. Upon moving to the west coast he decided that he would purchase a vehicle made for the mointain roads. It would come to no suprise that a BMW 325IS with a supercharged engine would be the logical choice. The vehicle was white, with a BMW Turing spec spoiler, 5 spoke polished alumnium rims, and where the '325IS' tag would be, it said only 'AC SCHNITZER'. Two hundred and eighty horse power, BMW tuning and suspension. It was wild to drive. The vehicle veered to the left wildly after lingering towards the middle of the road. Upon shifting into 2nd gear he looked in his rearview to see the front lights of an S2000. He frowned somewhat, and instead of playing, he pressed down on the accelerator.
The next corner was violently sharp, probably a 75 degree turn. He pressed himself up against the mountain's edge before shifting down and veering the wheel to the left then right, pumping the brake steadily. He was able to keep excellent acceleration through the corner, and came out at about 50 KM/H. This quickly rose to 90 before he made another calculated turn. Try and see how long you can last...
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Post by lazy on Feb 6, 2007 1:03:51 GMT 1
Beemer. 3 series. Definitely not naturally aspirated.
Kai sighed as he stared at the rear of the German automobile. The car was carefully tuned, that was for sure, given the AC Schnitzer logo where the 3 series tag was supposed to be. Probably supercharged. Kai thought for a moment as he kicked the clutch and shifted up into second. Do they even make turbos for BMW? The thought was quickly forgotten as the car ahead of him suddenly slowed down, swerving once to the left, before speeding off to the right, disappearing around the sharp turn.
Kai was rather surprised. Scandinavian flick? He smiled and downshifted, also giving the e-brake a curt tug. The rear wheels were freed of traction for a moment, just enough to get the diminutive Honda sliding around the turn, smoke pouring out of the wheels. Upon recovering, the turbos quickly took over, giving some much needed boost, rocketing out of the turn. Didn't think anybody still used the Flick.
Another turn came up quickly, and catching up to the Beemer, Kai decided to toy with him a bit, mirroring the car's movements as it went around the turn.
This'll be fun..... Kai thought, as he shifted up and increased pressure on the throttle....
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Post by Shamino Warhen Ph.D on Feb 6, 2007 2:43:13 GMT 1
He's been mirroring me for a little bit. Whatever.
He switched his line instantly, moving over about a foot, which would give Kai enough room to pass. Unfortunately Shamino always entered the corner at an angle awkward enough to cause Kai a collision with his front. After every turn Shamino was quickly keeping up his acceleration, increasing it bit by bit. On the mountains my supercharger will always beat a VTec turbo. Turbo's cause lag, and no matter how well you tune the turbo, there is always a touch of it. You can lose your power at critical moments. With a supercharger, it grabs its power directly from the crankshaft as well as the air about it, with Turbo's requiring air for the forced induction.
As long as Shamino kept his pedal down somewhat, he would get extra power. As Kai followed his line, he would find it increasingly hard to keep up due to the simple fact that Shamino's Rev's were higher by about a thousand due to his acceleration, and the lines he were taking were well practiced, and race like. He preserved tires while turning minimally, still grabbing as much acceleration and speed as possible. This wasn't a drift battle, this was a touge run.
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Post by lazy on Feb 7, 2007 0:37:02 GMT 1
Hrm. I'm falling behind a bit.
Kai watched Shamino move to the side, as though beckoning him to pass. However, Kai was not so big a fool. He stayed in his line, and broke off from his pattern of mirroring the white canyon carver. He slowed slightly, just enough to turn and pass around the turn, putting his car inches from the guardrail, refusing to let the car slide. He had caught up a bit, but it felt like no matter what he did, he always fell behind in some areas. Perplexed, Kai inched down on the pedal more, letting the engine open up and roar. Why do I always fall behind slightly? Is his car that much more powerful than mine? He rocketed around a turn again, the thought temporarily forgotten.
Could it be his Supercharger? I don't know much about forced induction, but could that be it? He frowned slightly as the Beemer pulled slightly ahead again, right after they'd come out of the turn.
I also know that Turbos lag....
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Post by Shamino Warhen Ph.D on Feb 16, 2007 18:02:17 GMT 1
For the most part they had been racing on relatively straight ground. But now the roads were declining downhill, and that is where he would lose the S2000. He slowed down by about 5 KM so he was able to pull off a tight inertia drift. The thing about Shamino was that he always had one hand on the clutch. He drove with only one hand on the steering wheel, unless it was a Wangan. This meant he had total confidence in all of his actions, as two hands on the steering wheel meant lack of stability or confidence. He lost no speed as he went around the wide turn, and he even applied more acceleration. Staring up in the rearview, the S2000 probably wouldn't have even turned the corner yet. It was at this point Shamino made a violent left, also having to drift in order to make the 180 turn to a long, narrow straight that lead to another series of turns. He gunned it down at insane speeds before pulling the E-brake, something he didn't like doing too often. But it was necessary to lose this guy.
He swung around the right turn, which lead to a momentary uphill section. This is where the supercharger truly shined. There would be a 4-5 second delay on the S2000's turbo induction, something the driver probably wouldn't notice until now. It was clearly evidant on the uphill, and because of it that is why the Supercharger reigned supreme on the mountain. Turbo's are for the highways kiddo.
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Post by lazy on Feb 18, 2007 22:44:19 GMT 1
This is odd.
Kai tackled the next few turns with no problems, trying to keep roasting rubber to a minimum. This was taking longer than he had anticipated, and he couldn't have his tires dying on him just yet. I have well over three hundred horsepower, and a mid-sized turbo under the hood. HOW am I not beating him? My engine can't be too stressed. I've done mods on the engine wasn't as hot as the conventional engine. His thoughts were cut short as he kicked the clutch and down shifted, passing around a turn. Is it HIS machine? Is it just that much better than mine? I have never heard of someone who'd take a beast with four to five hundred horses under the hood onto the touge. Again, he had to calm his thoughts for a scant moment before kicking the clutch and giving the e-brake a quick tug. He drifted around a relatively tight turn at a slight angle.
No. I'm just going too easy. I think. They'd entered the straights by now, and going uphill. If I remember correctly, the old 3 series used flat fours, and I'm betting he's got a supercharger. He increased pressure on the throttle, inching up to the German car in front of him. But as he suspected would happen, the BMW began pulling away again, slightly, but increasing speed with every second. In turn, Kai would increase pressure on the gas to compensate, but he wasn't sure how long the diminutive Honda would last....
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