Z-TARD speaks the truth...when machine gun Joe Viturbo decided to mount a large blade on the front of his car IN ADDITION to the two tommy guns already set up, people laughed him out of the room. Did that slow him down? NO! He was there, for the deathrace in 2000, regardless of the heckler's retort. Shrug off the nervous nellies, where would the Wright brothers be if they buckled to such pressure? There are untold dimensions you may access should you harness such power...wrote a song about it, like to here it? Here it goes:
Be there, drive hard
it's a 1,000 hp road-race machine,
I hit the gears, tires spin
burnt pocketbook syndrum creeps steadily in,
that's alright, suckas left cold
will my t56 and R230 hold?
God only knows, the throttle means more to me,
spine-tingling torque, V8 or rotary
give it up, punk-ass-B's
I hold big wastegates, a dream to most Z's
until 170, when my Z wants to meet the sky
flippin end-over-end, and you know why
or maybe much less
Did you hear that snap?
Two month's rent, crap.