I followed this MX-5 for about 10 miles on the way home tonight. I had a couple of opportunities to overtake but to be honest it was too hilarious following him. This is nothing against MX-5's just people who modify their cars to the point of making them utterly useless for the purpose.
It had been "slammed" to the point I'm not sure it had any springs, it certainly wasn't on air ride as he would have raised it to make the thing work marginally better than it was.
First noticed, or rather heard him, when the sound of scuffing plastic while I was waiting at a t-junction. Pulled out and ended up a few cars behind him, and could continue to hear what I think was his front bumper hitting the road each time he hit the slightest bump on the road. Eventually the two cars in front turned off and I got directly behind him and was able to appreciate the experience all the more.
The exhaust for some reason comes out the side of the rear bumper and then points almost vertically upwards about 9 inches. Obviously it was loud. At this point we'd cleared civilisation and headed out to the country side at the heady speed of 35mph. He couldn't go any faster as it caused the car to bounce, and the more it bounced the more the sparks came out the rear. I'm surprised he didn't get sea sick.
He swerved (if you can call it that at 35) around a pheasant roadkill, only for the exhaust to clip the cats eye in the centre of the road sending out more sparks just after a loud clang. At this point the tears were running down my cheeks from the laughter.
I probably shouldn't have found it funny, as I'm pretty sure that thing shouldn't be on the road at all. The wheels had already eaten through the arches...
It had been "slammed" to the point I'm not sure it had any springs, it certainly wasn't on air ride as he would have raised it to make the thing work marginally better than it was.
First noticed, or rather heard him, when the sound of scuffing plastic while I was waiting at a t-junction. Pulled out and ended up a few cars behind him, and could continue to hear what I think was his front bumper hitting the road each time he hit the slightest bump on the road. Eventually the two cars in front turned off and I got directly behind him and was able to appreciate the experience all the more.
The exhaust for some reason comes out the side of the rear bumper and then points almost vertically upwards about 9 inches. Obviously it was loud. At this point we'd cleared civilisation and headed out to the country side at the heady speed of 35mph. He couldn't go any faster as it caused the car to bounce, and the more it bounced the more the sparks came out the rear. I'm surprised he didn't get sea sick.
He swerved (if you can call it that at 35) around a pheasant roadkill, only for the exhaust to clip the cats eye in the centre of the road sending out more sparks just after a loud clang. At this point the tears were running down my cheeks from the laughter.
I probably shouldn't have found it funny, as I'm pretty sure that thing shouldn't be on the road at all. The wheels had already eaten through the arches...