Cars
For anyone that wants to know, the car next to my entries is a Pagani Zonda F. Let's just say it's REALLY fast, has 600 or so horsepower, and just as much torque! Unfortunately, you can't win this car in Need for Speed: Most Wanted (one of my new favorite games). The cool thing about Most Wanted, though, is the fact that you can get cars like the SLR McLaren, the Carrera GT, the Cayman S, the Dodge Viper GTR...the list goes on and on with completely drool-worthy cars. If you actually read all that and followed what I said (meaning you could name the brands of all the cars I mentioned), you deserve a medal, but if you didn't...well...you could ask me about them and I'll go on a huge rant about their praise-worthy qualities...but you could just ask what they are and I'd be happy. If I throw in a couple random facts it isn't my fault, right? I love talking about cars (as if you hadn't noticed), and it helps that now I can drive (though I only have my permit). I drove on the highway yesterday for the first time...it was rather mundane. There really isn't that much difference between going 45 mph on a country road, and going 60 on a highway. Nevertheless, I was doubly careful, what with the tractor trailers and the like!
To continue my last entry, I will just say that I have yet to finish my current issue of evo. It is, as usual, about 200 pages long (194, to be exact), filled with rich descriptions of stunning concepts, speedy hot hatches, and roaring supercars. In this issue, they did a special on the Bugatti Veyron, and other immensely powerful machines. The Veyron has 987 bhp by our standards (1001 metric hp), allowing it to breach the insane 250 mph mark! It hits 253 mph at top speed, after going through several mode changes: normal (below 137 mph), handling mode (above 137, which lowers the ride and extends the rear wing for more downforce), and top speed mode (which lowers the ride even more, and lowers the wing about a third of the way to reduce drag). Somehow, it hits 60 mph in 2.5 seconds from a standstill. Think about that for a moment. Envision yourself strapped into the passenger seat of this barely restrained beast. One moment you are sitting complacently, complaining that your cappucino is getting cold, when, in an instant, that same drink has somehow flown from your hand, not to your lap, but right into your face. 60 mph comes in a flash, followed soon after by 100...150...175...200 miles per hour! Yet, the ride isn't over yet! The rocket keeps accelerating all the way to 253! I believe the world record for a human sprinter is about 25 mph...there is just no comparison. At this rate, the car is eating up the tarmac at over 371 feet per second! Those turns come up mighty quickly, forcing an insane decelleration in a matter of seconds to bring the speed down to a sedate 125 mph or so. When you step out of the car, you walk away with a quivering body, and a new capuccino-scented cologne.
To continue my last entry, I will just say that I have yet to finish my current issue of evo. It is, as usual, about 200 pages long (194, to be exact), filled with rich descriptions of stunning concepts, speedy hot hatches, and roaring supercars. In this issue, they did a special on the Bugatti Veyron, and other immensely powerful machines. The Veyron has 987 bhp by our standards (1001 metric hp), allowing it to breach the insane 250 mph mark! It hits 253 mph at top speed, after going through several mode changes: normal (below 137 mph), handling mode (above 137, which lowers the ride and extends the rear wing for more downforce), and top speed mode (which lowers the ride even more, and lowers the wing about a third of the way to reduce drag). Somehow, it hits 60 mph in 2.5 seconds from a standstill. Think about that for a moment. Envision yourself strapped into the passenger seat of this barely restrained beast. One moment you are sitting complacently, complaining that your cappucino is getting cold, when, in an instant, that same drink has somehow flown from your hand, not to your lap, but right into your face. 60 mph comes in a flash, followed soon after by 100...150...175...200 miles per hour! Yet, the ride isn't over yet! The rocket keeps accelerating all the way to 253! I believe the world record for a human sprinter is about 25 mph...there is just no comparison. At this rate, the car is eating up the tarmac at over 371 feet per second! Those turns come up mighty quickly, forcing an insane decelleration in a matter of seconds to bring the speed down to a sedate 125 mph or so. When you step out of the car, you walk away with a quivering body, and a new capuccino-scented cologne.