Wrenching for a team at the Road America vintage races this week - looking forward to hearing the 800 hp bellow of the Shadow DN-4 Can-Am cars.
^^^LOL. Just as it is difficult for me to imagine living in London’s horse-s#!% encrusted streets of in the late 19th century, 100 years from now people will marvel how humans once put up with the noise and filth generated by the internal combustion engine.^^^
Maybe so, bt people still appreciate horseflesh today.
Nah that’s motorcycles. Or Jake brakes on trucks.And I would venture to say that an even greater number don’t appreciate it at all. A muscle car driving through an urban area, hundreds of people subjected to noise so that one insecure dude can assert his fragile masculinity. Babies awakened from naps, night-shift medical staff unable to get proper rest and forced to make life-and-death decisions while half asleep. It is more a question of common sense and mutual respect than anything else.
I am obviously in the wrong thread and will leave you all alone now.
There's a reason the spectator seating at a drag strip is clustered around the starting line. Nobody cares what happens at the finish line. It's all about the pyrotechnics, and that part is about over by the time the car is a few hundred feet beyond the starting line.Nah that’s motorcycles. Or Jake brakes on trucks.
Half of the fun at a drag strip is feeling the sound. With the jet engines you get some nice flames too.
An electric car drag strip would be pretty boring. I might go once.
Oh the absurdity! One would not forget this-