I gotta tell this story.
We were heading to a cave called "Dynamited Cave" north of Trout Lake WA. We're full of people and camping gear, and going down mostly untraveled highway 14 next to the Columbia River. We're cruising along at probably 110 MPH when two guys in a Porsche passed us. They were both staring at us, mouths agape and with ping-pong ball eyes. We were meeting a bunch of cavers there on a holiday weekend. It's a vertical cave that requires climbing gear.
A couple of hours later, we get to the cave, and I'll be damned if that same red Porsche is parked there.
Turns out, they were buddies of another caver friend of mine. They were cruising along in the low 100's and passing cars like they were standing still. (As were we) They were staring at us so hard when they went past because as you can imagine, (see the above photo of the back end of the 'Burb) they weren't exactly coming up very fast on what looks like a 1950's school bus. They could see us way up ahead, zipping around the occasional car, and it didn't compute that something like that could possibly be going so fast.
On edit: Oh yeah. Turbo #3 was on a friend's Suzuki Samurai. Maybe not the wisest choice as they aren't the most stable rig on the road. :O
#4 was a buddy's Chevy dually, but that was a Paxton blower instead of a turbo. (Those are NEAT, and someday, I'll hack one onto my Commander.)
#5 was a roots blower on a 426 Hemi in a 1940's Ford flat bed truck. (The old flat nose cab) That was pure show, but was FUN to drive. And a roots blower makes boost pressure RIGHT NOW when needed.
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