Just made it back to Detroit from Miami. I flew down (worst, most turbulent flight ever) to Miami to hang with some friends and drive back up with Camilo in his GT. He'd been sleeping on the beach in the keys for two weeks already.
With a GT full of stuff, we embarked north towards Michigan from the "International Travelers Hostel" in South Beach. :lol
The car, after all the other cars within millimeters left for the day:
A Cadillac enjoying the summer heat on I-95 (driver was fine talking on his cell 50 ft away):
Another sweet ride:
This shirt saw alot of action over many days :lol
I made a phone call to one Mr. Jason Heffner and convinced CP we should head over to Sarasota. I also managed to convince him we could work in some time to add one of those smaller round items at the end of the blower:
I stole all the good parts out of Peak's car (and also got the scoop on what's being done to it, and the mysterious plot Bigs has for his car):
Camilo and Jason:
We also met Chad and saw his bad yellow 8 second Viper, and made sure to let him know we expect him in another GT soon. He seemed ready to oblige, having sold his monster TT GT to the lucky Ripper.
We hauled serious ass to Cincinnati (I briefly held the car's top speed record :biggrin ), and realized the great white north would make it very hard to party. We tried, but failed. After hitting some lame bars, and passing what looked like a scene directly out of The Wire on HBO, we stayed one more night before heading home.
Car was great. Comfortable, lots of loud music, lots of stretched GT legs. Little cramped with bags everywhere, but worked out great. Fun visit to Heffner's shop. Bad ass sun and heat in South Beach. Good food, etc.
SUMMER CAN'T HIT DETROIT SOON ENOUGH. :willy
With a GT full of stuff, we embarked north towards Michigan from the "International Travelers Hostel" in South Beach. :lol
The car, after all the other cars within millimeters left for the day:
A Cadillac enjoying the summer heat on I-95 (driver was fine talking on his cell 50 ft away):
Another sweet ride:
This shirt saw alot of action over many days :lol
I made a phone call to one Mr. Jason Heffner and convinced CP we should head over to Sarasota. I also managed to convince him we could work in some time to add one of those smaller round items at the end of the blower:
I stole all the good parts out of Peak's car (and also got the scoop on what's being done to it, and the mysterious plot Bigs has for his car):
Camilo and Jason:
We also met Chad and saw his bad yellow 8 second Viper, and made sure to let him know we expect him in another GT soon. He seemed ready to oblige, having sold his monster TT GT to the lucky Ripper.
We hauled serious ass to Cincinnati (I briefly held the car's top speed record :biggrin ), and realized the great white north would make it very hard to party. We tried, but failed. After hitting some lame bars, and passing what looked like a scene directly out of The Wire on HBO, we stayed one more night before heading home.
Car was great. Comfortable, lots of loud music, lots of stretched GT legs. Little cramped with bags everywhere, but worked out great. Fun visit to Heffner's shop. Bad ass sun and heat in South Beach. Good food, etc.
SUMMER CAN'T HIT DETROIT SOON ENOUGH. :willy
