Chapter 6: Cruisin'
"Hey Jon! Get in the NSX, you're takin' me for a little ride. We're gonna hit Pacific Highway up in Solana Beach. Let's go," said Jeff to Jon Luna, the NSX driver.
"Alright foo, let's go for it," replied Jon.
Jeff and Jon went out to the NSX and got in. Jon put in the keys and turned it to the "On" position, then hit the ignition button. The NSX's twin GReddy turbo exhausts sounded quite nicely rumbling in the afternoon air of San Diego, America's Finest City. "Alright Jon, go ahead and take us out of here." Jon turned slowly out onto the road so as not to scrape the beautiful Bomex body kit. He then high-revved and popped the clutch, making a 90-degree burnout turn. He went down to Convoy and turned right, heading to Clairemont Mesa Road. He stopped at the red light and waited for it to turn green.
"Do much drifting?" asked Jeff, looking across the street and seeing two women that looked to be about 20 or 21 years old. "Looking to impress, eh Jeff?" asked Jon. "You know it." Jon said, "No prob, I'll show off for the ladies." As the light turned green, Jon revved it up to 6000 rpm and popped the clutch. He turned the wheel sharply to the left as the tail end kicked out, pulling an almost perfect drifting turn to the awe of the ladies. "Pretty good Jon, we should hold a drifting session sometime just for fun. Maybe invite a few of the local crews out to drift."
"Yeah, that might actually be pretty fun, but it's a waste of tires."
"Oh well, fun is fun, Hieu can always get free tires from BF Goodrich. He used to work for them designing treads, you know."
"Nah I didn't know that. I guess we should drift then."
"Yup."
The newly painted Spa Yellow NSX roared down the 15 North up towards Solana Beach. A line of three school buses appeared as they rounded a gentle curve. "Let's impress some school kids Jon. Downshift next to the middle bus." John sped up to catch up to the buses. As Jon pulled up next to the middle bus, Jeff looked up into the window. He saw some high school kids looking into the car. An Asian kid gave Jeff a thumbs-up. "Alright Jon, downshift." Jon hit the clutch, downshifted from 6th to 4th, released the clutch and hit the gas. The rpm's jumped from 2500 all the way up to 6500. The exhaust pipes gave out a huge roar and the NSX rocketed away from the bus. Jon shifted into 5th and continued north.
"Alright Jon, get off here." Jon pulled off the freeway and into Solana Beach. He came to a stop and put on his left blinker, a 4X rapid blinker. Jeff had made a deal with Hyper Flasher Inc., the company that manufactured the rapid blinkers. Jeff allowed Hyper Flasher Inc. to keep 5% of the crew's total profit made from racing, as long as Hyper Flasher Inc. would supply any car that Jeff specified with a 6X or under rapid blinker system.
Anyway, the light turned green and Jon made a left turn. The road they were on now headed west, toward the coast. Jon stopped at another light and made a right turn onto Pacific Highway. They roared down the 50 mph road at 90 mph, zooming past pedestrian beach-goers. They stopped at another red light and waited. A Ferrari 360 Modena Spider pulled up next to them. "Shit, that's a nice car," said Jeff. "I need to get me one of them." The guy in the Ferrari looked over and said, "I doubt you could afford one, buddy." Ferrari revved his engine. Ferrari's engine sounded like a high-pitched whine. "Alright bro, tell you what. Since this NSX is a 98k car, and we've put about 150k into making it fast, I'll throw pink slips with you," said Jeff. Ferrari laughed. "You wanna throw slips with me? Fine, let's do this." Jeff looked over to Jon. "This ok with you Jon?" Jon just nodded. Jeff looked over to Ferrari, held up the pink slip and said, "Ok Ferrari, let's do this." Jon revved the NSX, a low, bass roar sounded above the high-pitched whine of the Ferrari. The light turned green and Jon popped the clutch at 2500 rpm. There was no wheel spin at all as he shot out of there. The rpm rose to 6500 and Jon shifted into 2nd. The rpm rose again to 7k and Jon shifted into 3rd. The blow-off valve dumped the extra boost as Jon shot up to 80 mph. Surprisingly, Ferrari had kept up with him. "Alright Jon, time for some extra speed." Jon hit the nitrous button. Jon and Jeff were pushed back into their seats as the nitrous opened up the engine's nostrils. Jon's speed quickly rose to 110 and he shifted into 4th. The rpm rose higher and Jon allowed it to reach 7500, 500 less than the maximum rpm on the tachometer. Redline was 7k. He looked in his rearview mirror and saw Ferrari about 2 lengths behind, but closing rapidly. "Holy shit that thing is quick," said Jon. John hit 120 and hit the nitrous again. His speed ran up to 140 and he shifted into 5th. He ran it in 5th up to 160 mph and shifted into 6th. Ferrari was still about 4 car lengths behind and falling back farther. Jon hit the nitrous once more, just to make sure he stayed ahead. His speed hit 185 as he roared down Pacific Highway. A red light was about a mile distant and Jon started to slow down. He came to a stop and waited for the Ferrari. Ferrari pulled up and looked over.
"Damn you bastards! How the hell you guys get so damn fast?"
"Tuning," replied Jon.
Ferrari said, "At least give me a ride home."
"Alright, sorry for taking your car. You were right though, ain't no way in hell I would've ever been able to afford a 360."
Jon and Jeff drove back to Daygo, Jon in his NSX, and Jeff in his new Ferrari. They attracted many an envious look on the way, both from drivers, passengers, and pedestrians. When they got back, Hieu and Huong were working on a yellow Nissan Skyline GTR R33. Hieu looked up and you could see him say "What the fuck?" Hieu and Huong walked outside and stood next to the Ferrari. "Where'd you get that European beauty?" asked Hieu. Jon walked up and said, "We smoked the owner for slips. As you may have noticed, we won."
"Contact Lingenfelter and Koenig over there in der Vaterland," said Jeff.
"Der what-er-who?" asked Huong.
"Germany. Get Lingenfelter first. They make good body kits for Ferraris. Then get Koenig and order some fuckin' parts. I wanna make this baby throw 800+ horsepower."
"How you figure on being able to pay for all this shit?" asked Hieu.
"Don't worry bout it. I'll ask Dom for some trucking manifests and we'll use his Civics to hit one up. What do you think?"
"I don't know man. You remember what happened last time Dom tried to pull a truck job?"
"Yes I do, but those truckers have probably forgotten about those hi- jackings."
"I don't know…."
"Don't worry bout it. I'll figure something out."
"Hey Jon! Get in the NSX, you're takin' me for a little ride. We're gonna hit Pacific Highway up in Solana Beach. Let's go," said Jeff to Jon Luna, the NSX driver.
"Alright foo, let's go for it," replied Jon.
Jeff and Jon went out to the NSX and got in. Jon put in the keys and turned it to the "On" position, then hit the ignition button. The NSX's twin GReddy turbo exhausts sounded quite nicely rumbling in the afternoon air of San Diego, America's Finest City. "Alright Jon, go ahead and take us out of here." Jon turned slowly out onto the road so as not to scrape the beautiful Bomex body kit. He then high-revved and popped the clutch, making a 90-degree burnout turn. He went down to Convoy and turned right, heading to Clairemont Mesa Road. He stopped at the red light and waited for it to turn green.
"Do much drifting?" asked Jeff, looking across the street and seeing two women that looked to be about 20 or 21 years old. "Looking to impress, eh Jeff?" asked Jon. "You know it." Jon said, "No prob, I'll show off for the ladies." As the light turned green, Jon revved it up to 6000 rpm and popped the clutch. He turned the wheel sharply to the left as the tail end kicked out, pulling an almost perfect drifting turn to the awe of the ladies. "Pretty good Jon, we should hold a drifting session sometime just for fun. Maybe invite a few of the local crews out to drift."
"Yeah, that might actually be pretty fun, but it's a waste of tires."
"Oh well, fun is fun, Hieu can always get free tires from BF Goodrich. He used to work for them designing treads, you know."
"Nah I didn't know that. I guess we should drift then."
"Yup."
The newly painted Spa Yellow NSX roared down the 15 North up towards Solana Beach. A line of three school buses appeared as they rounded a gentle curve. "Let's impress some school kids Jon. Downshift next to the middle bus." John sped up to catch up to the buses. As Jon pulled up next to the middle bus, Jeff looked up into the window. He saw some high school kids looking into the car. An Asian kid gave Jeff a thumbs-up. "Alright Jon, downshift." Jon hit the clutch, downshifted from 6th to 4th, released the clutch and hit the gas. The rpm's jumped from 2500 all the way up to 6500. The exhaust pipes gave out a huge roar and the NSX rocketed away from the bus. Jon shifted into 5th and continued north.
"Alright Jon, get off here." Jon pulled off the freeway and into Solana Beach. He came to a stop and put on his left blinker, a 4X rapid blinker. Jeff had made a deal with Hyper Flasher Inc., the company that manufactured the rapid blinkers. Jeff allowed Hyper Flasher Inc. to keep 5% of the crew's total profit made from racing, as long as Hyper Flasher Inc. would supply any car that Jeff specified with a 6X or under rapid blinker system.
Anyway, the light turned green and Jon made a left turn. The road they were on now headed west, toward the coast. Jon stopped at another light and made a right turn onto Pacific Highway. They roared down the 50 mph road at 90 mph, zooming past pedestrian beach-goers. They stopped at another red light and waited. A Ferrari 360 Modena Spider pulled up next to them. "Shit, that's a nice car," said Jeff. "I need to get me one of them." The guy in the Ferrari looked over and said, "I doubt you could afford one, buddy." Ferrari revved his engine. Ferrari's engine sounded like a high-pitched whine. "Alright bro, tell you what. Since this NSX is a 98k car, and we've put about 150k into making it fast, I'll throw pink slips with you," said Jeff. Ferrari laughed. "You wanna throw slips with me? Fine, let's do this." Jeff looked over to Jon. "This ok with you Jon?" Jon just nodded. Jeff looked over to Ferrari, held up the pink slip and said, "Ok Ferrari, let's do this." Jon revved the NSX, a low, bass roar sounded above the high-pitched whine of the Ferrari. The light turned green and Jon popped the clutch at 2500 rpm. There was no wheel spin at all as he shot out of there. The rpm rose to 6500 and Jon shifted into 2nd. The rpm rose again to 7k and Jon shifted into 3rd. The blow-off valve dumped the extra boost as Jon shot up to 80 mph. Surprisingly, Ferrari had kept up with him. "Alright Jon, time for some extra speed." Jon hit the nitrous button. Jon and Jeff were pushed back into their seats as the nitrous opened up the engine's nostrils. Jon's speed quickly rose to 110 and he shifted into 4th. The rpm rose higher and Jon allowed it to reach 7500, 500 less than the maximum rpm on the tachometer. Redline was 7k. He looked in his rearview mirror and saw Ferrari about 2 lengths behind, but closing rapidly. "Holy shit that thing is quick," said Jon. John hit 120 and hit the nitrous again. His speed ran up to 140 and he shifted into 5th. He ran it in 5th up to 160 mph and shifted into 6th. Ferrari was still about 4 car lengths behind and falling back farther. Jon hit the nitrous once more, just to make sure he stayed ahead. His speed hit 185 as he roared down Pacific Highway. A red light was about a mile distant and Jon started to slow down. He came to a stop and waited for the Ferrari. Ferrari pulled up and looked over.
"Damn you bastards! How the hell you guys get so damn fast?"
"Tuning," replied Jon.
Ferrari said, "At least give me a ride home."
"Alright, sorry for taking your car. You were right though, ain't no way in hell I would've ever been able to afford a 360."
Jon and Jeff drove back to Daygo, Jon in his NSX, and Jeff in his new Ferrari. They attracted many an envious look on the way, both from drivers, passengers, and pedestrians. When they got back, Hieu and Huong were working on a yellow Nissan Skyline GTR R33. Hieu looked up and you could see him say "What the fuck?" Hieu and Huong walked outside and stood next to the Ferrari. "Where'd you get that European beauty?" asked Hieu. Jon walked up and said, "We smoked the owner for slips. As you may have noticed, we won."
"Contact Lingenfelter and Koenig over there in der Vaterland," said Jeff.
"Der what-er-who?" asked Huong.
"Germany. Get Lingenfelter first. They make good body kits for Ferraris. Then get Koenig and order some fuckin' parts. I wanna make this baby throw 800+ horsepower."
"How you figure on being able to pay for all this shit?" asked Hieu.
"Don't worry bout it. I'll ask Dom for some trucking manifests and we'll use his Civics to hit one up. What do you think?"
"I don't know man. You remember what happened last time Dom tried to pull a truck job?"
"Yes I do, but those truckers have probably forgotten about those hi- jackings."
"I don't know…."
"Don't worry bout it. I'll figure something out."