- Aug 6, 2007
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- Wakefield, MI
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Here ya go man....Racing 3.0's with a 2.9
I think we need the story posted, for old time's sake!
I pulled up next to this deuche bag in this ranger that had a bad case of cancer. Being the Dick I am I thought I would play with him for a bit. The nascar decals on the rear window and the autozone trash bags in the box made this dude look way cooler than me. I pulled up next to him at a light revved my engine and got his attention. Blah he things we are going to race. I could se him look straight ahead all of a sudden and I could see he was watching the light. This is going to be too funny.Here ya go man....
I did alot of digging, but on my old cardomain site i found it....
Drag race of the Century!
Took my Ford Ranger last night. 2.9 liters of raw power, 6 cylinders of asphalt-tearing
terror on 14-inch rims. It's stock, alright, nothing done to it, but it pushes the barely 3000
pounds of Rangers around with AUTHORITY. I'm always catching SOHC Explorers and
various other 4.0L powered vehicles by surprise...
I was headed back from Autozone after buyin a tune up kit for the old Ranger. When I
stopped at a streetlight, As the 2.9 liters made its presence known, with it grumbling
powerful idle, I fiddled with my Radio. I was minding my own business, but then I heard a
rev from the next lane. I turned, made eye contact, then let my eyes trace over the
competition. Ford Ranger-3rd gen, could be trouble. 15inch tires, and that wimpy rounded
body, yup, a grocery getter for sure. The Whine of his 3.0 liter hurt my ears, as a matter of
fact, before i looked i thought it was a Taurus. He revved his 3.0 liter to its ricer like 7500
RPM redline, I looked, and smiled a evil grin, he thought he could take my lil old Ranger,
BOY did he have a surprise comin... I reved my torquey 2.9 liter to its peak of 2600
Then the light turned...he wasted me out of the hole, but only because my 2.9 liter was
buring the wheels off and the 3.0 liter took off as hard as it could, which isnt very, with
out a smoke from neither wheel because i thought, he had no power till he revved, whic
was evidence of its taurus roots.I caught grip, and the low end torque of the 2.9 liter
thrust me ahead hard, almost giving me whiplash off the line, like all good truck engines
should. I looked ahead and saw i was gaining, and I was beginnin to hear his 3.0 liter start
to rev, yet i still rocketed past him, and I flashed smile as my lower revving truck motor
showed its true muscle.. I kept my foot gamely in it, though, cycleing through the gears, I
knew as long as i could keep my 2.9 under 3500, i could waste him. Then I saw a glimpse
of chrome under his bumper, and knew the ugly truth... He was running a Rice exhaust 5
inch fart can. Dang his rice boy soul!
We both cranked the corner at the same time, and his no torque off the line 3.0 liter
showed its weakness, we came off the corner neck and neck, I kicked my 2.9 liter into
2nd, and planted my foot in it, smoke billowing off the rear wheels, even though I had a
posi. He gassed it also, but it was to late, by the time he got moving I was redlined, and
He pulled slowly toward me, dang that car engine!. I knew my 2.9 liter was in trouble, so I
pressed it hard to the floorboard, and upshifted, the Engine kicked to about 2200 RPMS,
and began pulling hard again, I edged foward, showing my engine supority.
We got to the Next light, which was red, and Stopped, I HAD WON!.
He beat his steering wheel in rage, and when the light was green, i smiled, and spun away,
happy I showed another 3.0 liter driver whos is better!