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dat torque curve
I wonât be happy until I get it ruler flat the whole way.
But then where are you going to put the redline to optimise the powerband?
hmmm me thinks going FWD may have been a mistake especially with a v12
LOL
rip people who driving that in rain
On the plus side, youâll have no problem doing burnouts, and itâll sound awesome.
Its a taxi leg room is key to my designâŚbut we @ ANZhotrods are not fans of FWD and this is our first car with this setupâŚcanât make every car a rwd v8
Or well, you could, and then go bust a few decades later
So Iâm sitting here wondering why nobody has come up with an entry with 4 figure output just yet.
That being said itâs not that easy. But you can bet itâll be fast!
this round in a nutshell
I would suggest the lower left hand corner should be âpassenger environmentâ because lots of space is good, but doesnât save the day if your execs are sitting on a plank of wood.
Might be a bit better if itâs a plank of some really prestigious kind of wood but, you know.
Otherwise yes, that is a very good summary.
maybe just âspacesâ is better then.
as it consists of both passenger space and luggage space
I canât remember if this round requires us to post an advertisement plus stats. If so, Iâll post those stats later. Iâm just so short on time these days that I can never put together a nice poster like I used to (and like some users have been doing lately, damn, so good).
At any rate, in lieu of that, while my entry is pending scrutineering, have a brief story:
Sometime in 2015
The door to Stropâs glass office flew open with the deep sonorous gong of a heavy pane of glass rebounding on its hinges. Startled, Strop looked up from his tablet, but the shock quickly passed when he saw a fuming Dan, shoulders and bosom heaving under her silk shirt. When it was Dan, this was just one of her usual modes of entry.
âStrop! What is the meaning of this!?â She thrust a clipboard at his face, almost butting his nose. That, too, was quite usual. Without turning from his chair, Strop reached up, picked the clipboard out of Danâs trembling hands, and peered at its contents. His eyes scanned the list, until it alighted on a figure marked with many furiously inked red stars.
âOh, yeah. What about that?â he deadpanned. âI thought we agreed facelifting the GK-RS and submitting it as a bidder for a premium track taxi brief was perfectly appropriate.â
âWe agreed on the facelifting,â Dan hissed. âNot the transplanting of a completely different and wholly inappropriate engine into the bay.â
âWeâve got a stack of prototypes lying around thanks to our R&D on high economy high output,â Strop explained with all the patience of one who was ostensibly incapable of understanding the error of his judgement. âThis engine was better than the original in every way. And it didnât fit in Salamander.â
âExcept what kind of taxi needs 1000 horses?â Dan almost shouted.
âThis one, obviously,â Strop nodded and folded his arms.
There was a prolonged, simmering silence in which Dan attempted to burn holes through Stropâs jumper with her laser eyes.
The heat eventually got the better of Stropâs defiance: âYou do realise that this is supposed to be a super saloon, it still weighs two tons, and that the competition is already running between 400-600 bhp right?â
Danâs glare did not let up. âBe that as it may, donât think I donât know that youâre dicking around with the brief behind my back.â
Strop shrugged and smiled beatifically: âJust doing what we do best here at Gryphon Gear maâam.â
âItâs your ass on the line, so take it seriously and stop fucking it up.â Dan pointed at her eyes, then jabbed her fingers at Strop. âIâm watching you.â She wheeled around on her stiletto heels, then strode out the door, her heels clattering on the metal staircase.
âThank you come again!â Strop called after her.
I came close with my 900hp 30mpg prototype. But that sacrificed too much in the comfort department⌠weâll see how this goes
Comfort also gets killed by the fact that a) semi slicks with wide low profile tyres b) turbo booooscht (though Iâm only running max 1 bar IIRC) c) pretty tight budget considering. So yeah, I fully expect to have a significant comfort disadvantage. But really, comfort and driving really damn fast?
âŚand this is why I donât get the point of luxury sports cars.
Also I donât think Iâm getting anywhere near 30mpg LOL. Be lucky if I get even 20, even despite my best efforts to VVT-L the crap outta the engine
wait⌠i thought no semi slicks?
well also, you guys are choosing a sedan/saloon.
im trying to compete with an Special Use Vehicle(SUV)
also, as usual. fuck me and my exterior designing skillz
just try something basic and bland then try mimic something, with that youâll able to improvising with texture
âSo, have you heard the latest news regarding the Blomozvakian taxi challenge Puffster?â Espen asked while lighting up his cigarette.
âIâve heard the competition is getting rather stiff, with cars ranging from under 20k to just below the maximum budget. Same with horsepower, heard numbers from mid 250s up to over 700 or something. Something special happened that should know about?â he replied.
âStrop just entered the challenge with something⌠Stropishâ Espen said, pretending to be occupied with checking for dirt under his fingernails, but a smile was trying to emerge in the corner of his mouth.
ââŚOh yeah? What are we looking at this time?â Puffster said, turning his gaze out towards the city lights at night. There was a hint of a twinkle in his eyes.
Espen couldnât contain himself and a huge grin split his face in two. âA 1000 hp luxury sedan as a taxi! How mad is that??? I love it! Too bad it makes the ABR Grand Danois weâve been working on a bit lackluster though.â
âA thousand hp you say? Yes, that is a bit too much for our original planâ Puffster chuckled and shook his head. "However, do you remember the old Rhino Nightshade, Espen? Because weâve spent the last couple of days giving her a facelift and installing the prototype âOVER9000â in it.
For a few seconds, Espens jaw was on the floor and he was speechless. ââŚButâŚbut⌠Itâs not done yet! That engine is made for track vehicles, not taxis! And this is not a track vehicle, it is a SUV! Have you gone completely mad???â
âIâve always been a bit bonkers, and calm down, weâve tuned it down a bit so you can run it on any petrol you may find. But that is still 9998cc of pure car nirvana.â Puffster was still grinning and holding back a continuous chuckle.
âIt was time we threw sense to the wind and had a bit of fun again. And it is always an added bonus when we can be more bonkers than Strop.â.
Shaking his head, Espen had to ask. âAre we competitive?â
âWe have over 1200hp and more than 2000nm in a 10 liter SUV that is more thirsty than a russian wedding party after three months of no vodka. Our money lies in the engine. No, I believe we are not competitive for the contract, but we shall be the maddest of participants. And that my friend, is what really matters to meâ.
Introducing the Rhino Nightshade mkII: