I love Mercs, but this is why my heart always belongs to a "rice burner"! Part 1 of 2
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I love Mercs, but this is why my heart always belongs to a "rice burner"! Part 1 of 2
Nagata doing his 190+ mph run on the A1 in the UK (and getting arrested for it... 
...if the C32 had that kind of potential, I'd switch in a heartbeat!!!
The transcript of the article from Max Power magazine:
IT'S 2AM, AS THE JAPANESE FILM CREW QUIETLY ATTACH THE FINAL CAMERA TO THE THROBBING, 1003BHP SUPRA. THEIR PLAN? TO VIDEO THE CAR DOING 200MPH ON ENGLAND'S A1M...
The Supra's lights burst on and a noise like a thousand spinning roulette wheels signalled the three fuels pumps were activated. Booom! The engine fired...
The tips of Mr Kuzuhiko Nagata's fingers were sparkling. We'd just forced him to scrape some ice from the windscreen of our Saxo to make the point about the conditions. Mr Nagata shrugged, placed his hands over his plate-like glasses and giggled. A Japanese video crew had been following Mr Nagata all day, filming his Top Secret Supra take on the most powerful Supras in England. Now they wanted to film him going 200mph on UK roads, and Mr Nagata was up for it. 'Christ, he's serious,' we though, 'he's really going to give in to their demands and attempt 200mph, tonight, on the goddamn A1!'
It was 8pm and the Max crew, still in complete denial, decided to head off and grab a pizza followed by a few hours shut-eye. The pizza didn't taste too good. In fact everything that we put in out mouths was tainted by the sour taste of fear. Worst case scenarios were talked about until knots the size of Tokyo cramped our stomachs and there was a queue to drop the kids off at the pool.
Kenny's face, sullen and pasty at the best of times, turned whiter still as we continued to try and come to terms with the immensity of what we were about to witness... and contemplated all the things that could go wrong. What if Mr Nagata crashed? What if the Supra blew up? What if... ?
Our convoy headed towards the old section of the A1 near Sawtry, just south of Peterborough. Mr Nagata was anxious to get on with things. We'd all come to appreciate the vastness of his *****, but now it was time to consider whether Mr Nagata was, in fact, many noodles short of a chop suey.
The facts speak for themselves: it was one-degree C, there was frost on the roads, the Japanese film crew had chosen the only bend in a two-mile stretch to film from, the car was covered in cameras held on with gaffer tape, the screen was filthy (no washers) and - just to add that extra element of risk - Mr Nagata had one day's experience of driving on British roads and that was today. What was the film crew thinking?
BOOM! THE ENGINE FIRED
The Supra's lights burst on and a noise like a thousand spinning roulette wheels signalled that the three fuel pumps were activated. Booom! The engine fired. At idle it sounded smooth - as if the top end was lubricated with double cream - and with surprisingly little blipping of the throttle to warm the motor, Mr Nagata crunched into first and moved off, his cameraman passenger looking nervously ahead.
On the first pass under our bridge standpoint, the Supra was on trailing throttle. Mr Nagata had nailed it for a full-on acceleration run and then backed off. As it went under the bridge (at 150mph) the gulping, howling roar of the engine was interrupted by a cackle from a walkie-talkie. The Japanese film cameraman nodded into the radio and stuffed it back into his pocket. The car was running lean and while we couldn't see it, we knew somewhere, a quarter of a mile away, Mr Nagata was fiddling away under the bonnet trying to sort out the mixture.
None of the above. The Supra burbled towards us and stopped on the hard shoulder. Apparently it was time for a burn out. We were laughing our nuts off more out of fear than anything else when suddenly a giant whooshhhhoooowl signalled the start of the most spectacular burn out we've ever seen.
Mr Nagata had eased the Supra into the second of the four lane carriageway, stopped dead and let the clutch out at huge revs. The sounds was like a million bats fleeing a cave. The turbo was hissing like a steam train and the tyres were screaming as if the were dying a horrible death. The engine? Imagine the sound of a Spitfire plane, speed it up and times it by 10. Wild.
EXPLOSION OF FLAMES
The brakes were released after a few seconds and we caught sight of the car again. It emerged from the smoke and then - with another crunch into second - Mr Nagata was gone. Just as it disappeared into the blackness, Mr Nagata changed into third and a flame the size of a golf umbrella burst from the exhaust and gave use a final, glorious look at the car before it went for what would turn out to be its final full-on run.
The video crew were unhappy that the car hadn't cracked the big 200mph. Taka, Mr Nagata's colleague from Top Secret, looked over the engine for any signs of problems. There were none until he tried to close the bonnet. The bloody thing wouldn't shut! Air had got under there, forced the bonnet up and bent one of the securing pins.
"Velly sellious," said Taka, "this happen in the past. Two days before Auto Salon Show last year, bonnet lifted at 190mph, flipped back, smashed screen, destloyed roof." They taped it down hard.
A police T5 cruised past northbound just as Mr Nagata was turning round, thankfully out of sight. It was the last piece of luck they'd have with the 'Old Bill' that night.
to be continued....
1985 Toy Supra TRD Susp., [Thorley headers, HKS P-flow, Exh] 210hp
1988 Toy Supra TRD Susp., [HKS Stage 3 [circa 1990] 325hp@22psi
1994 Honda Civic EX Turbo, Eibach/Koni Susp. [Rytek/DPR] 280hp @ 12psi
1999 Honda Civic EX [Stocker]
...if the C32 had that kind of potential, I'd switch in a heartbeat!!!
The transcript of the article from Max Power magazine:
IT'S 2AM, AS THE JAPANESE FILM CREW QUIETLY ATTACH THE FINAL CAMERA TO THE THROBBING, 1003BHP SUPRA. THEIR PLAN? TO VIDEO THE CAR DOING 200MPH ON ENGLAND'S A1M...
The Supra's lights burst on and a noise like a thousand spinning roulette wheels signalled the three fuels pumps were activated. Booom! The engine fired...
The tips of Mr Kuzuhiko Nagata's fingers were sparkling. We'd just forced him to scrape some ice from the windscreen of our Saxo to make the point about the conditions. Mr Nagata shrugged, placed his hands over his plate-like glasses and giggled. A Japanese video crew had been following Mr Nagata all day, filming his Top Secret Supra take on the most powerful Supras in England. Now they wanted to film him going 200mph on UK roads, and Mr Nagata was up for it. 'Christ, he's serious,' we though, 'he's really going to give in to their demands and attempt 200mph, tonight, on the goddamn A1!'
It was 8pm and the Max crew, still in complete denial, decided to head off and grab a pizza followed by a few hours shut-eye. The pizza didn't taste too good. In fact everything that we put in out mouths was tainted by the sour taste of fear. Worst case scenarios were talked about until knots the size of Tokyo cramped our stomachs and there was a queue to drop the kids off at the pool.
Kenny's face, sullen and pasty at the best of times, turned whiter still as we continued to try and come to terms with the immensity of what we were about to witness... and contemplated all the things that could go wrong. What if Mr Nagata crashed? What if the Supra blew up? What if... ?
Our convoy headed towards the old section of the A1 near Sawtry, just south of Peterborough. Mr Nagata was anxious to get on with things. We'd all come to appreciate the vastness of his *****, but now it was time to consider whether Mr Nagata was, in fact, many noodles short of a chop suey.
The facts speak for themselves: it was one-degree C, there was frost on the roads, the Japanese film crew had chosen the only bend in a two-mile stretch to film from, the car was covered in cameras held on with gaffer tape, the screen was filthy (no washers) and - just to add that extra element of risk - Mr Nagata had one day's experience of driving on British roads and that was today. What was the film crew thinking?
BOOM! THE ENGINE FIRED
The Supra's lights burst on and a noise like a thousand spinning roulette wheels signalled that the three fuel pumps were activated. Booom! The engine fired. At idle it sounded smooth - as if the top end was lubricated with double cream - and with surprisingly little blipping of the throttle to warm the motor, Mr Nagata crunched into first and moved off, his cameraman passenger looking nervously ahead.
On the first pass under our bridge standpoint, the Supra was on trailing throttle. Mr Nagata had nailed it for a full-on acceleration run and then backed off. As it went under the bridge (at 150mph) the gulping, howling roar of the engine was interrupted by a cackle from a walkie-talkie. The Japanese film cameraman nodded into the radio and stuffed it back into his pocket. The car was running lean and while we couldn't see it, we knew somewhere, a quarter of a mile away, Mr Nagata was fiddling away under the bonnet trying to sort out the mixture.
None of the above. The Supra burbled towards us and stopped on the hard shoulder. Apparently it was time for a burn out. We were laughing our nuts off more out of fear than anything else when suddenly a giant whooshhhhoooowl signalled the start of the most spectacular burn out we've ever seen.
Mr Nagata had eased the Supra into the second of the four lane carriageway, stopped dead and let the clutch out at huge revs. The sounds was like a million bats fleeing a cave. The turbo was hissing like a steam train and the tyres were screaming as if the were dying a horrible death. The engine? Imagine the sound of a Spitfire plane, speed it up and times it by 10. Wild.
EXPLOSION OF FLAMES
The brakes were released after a few seconds and we caught sight of the car again. It emerged from the smoke and then - with another crunch into second - Mr Nagata was gone. Just as it disappeared into the blackness, Mr Nagata changed into third and a flame the size of a golf umbrella burst from the exhaust and gave use a final, glorious look at the car before it went for what would turn out to be its final full-on run.
The video crew were unhappy that the car hadn't cracked the big 200mph. Taka, Mr Nagata's colleague from Top Secret, looked over the engine for any signs of problems. There were none until he tried to close the bonnet. The bloody thing wouldn't shut! Air had got under there, forced the bonnet up and bent one of the securing pins.
"Velly sellious," said Taka, "this happen in the past. Two days before Auto Salon Show last year, bonnet lifted at 190mph, flipped back, smashed screen, destloyed roof." They taped it down hard.
A police T5 cruised past northbound just as Mr Nagata was turning round, thankfully out of sight. It was the last piece of luck they'd have with the 'Old Bill' that night.
to be continued....
1985 Toy Supra TRD Susp., [Thorley headers, HKS P-flow, Exh] 210hp
1988 Toy Supra TRD Susp., [HKS Stage 3 [circa 1990] 325hp@22psi
1994 Honda Civic EX Turbo, Eibach/Koni Susp. [Rytek/DPR] 280hp @ 12psi
1999 Honda Civic EX [Stocker]
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The A1(M) is not a safe place to do 190 MPH. These guys are all idiots, there's no doubt.
A de-limited stock C32 would top out at not far short of 190 MPH - most likely in the 180s. And its engine will last 150,000 miles too.
No one should drive that fast on virtually any public road and anyone that does is a flaming moron. Take it to a high-speed oval like Nardo, Ehra-Lessein or Talledega....
Sheesh
A de-limited stock C32 would top out at not far short of 190 MPH - most likely in the 180s. And its engine will last 150,000 miles too.
No one should drive that fast on virtually any public road and anyone that does is a flaming moron. Take it to a high-speed oval like Nardo, Ehra-Lessein or Talledega....
Sheesh
