It’s interesting, but it’s not really a direct counter-example... the experienced workmen around weren’t. They had no idea what they were handling, but Feynman did. Technically, *he* was the oldhead in the room.

120mph in an ‘84 Tbird V6 with the tall gearing, zipping lazily along at ~3200 rpm and not really discernible from any speed above 85: Warp 3, only because high alert for vibrations and gauge readings.

120mph in a 2001 Daewoo Leganza 5 speed: Warp 5, the car was handling just fine and I trusted the chassis mechanicals,…

Any speed where I start watching for things in consideration of braking distance is warp 1.
Any speed where I have to start considering if I can maneuver the car without losing traction is warp 2.

Sweet Jesus, Kinja’s gone downhill. Whitelisted damn near everything and still fighting with this POS to get the damn reply section to open on every article...

Simplify on the descriptions.

The front struts seat the springs on an annular hydraulic piston, inflated by an ABS pump.

I do hope they have an inline dryer or move to a non-ester fluid, DOT4 is hygroscopic and by their own description it never operates hot enough to burn off any collected water.

Believe it or not, the chassis under the Tbird is better suited for what you’re thinking than the F-150's is.

This car still has a live rear axle, but it’s a 4 link on coils.

It’s a car for one, two max. That whole ‘personal luxury’ thing took ‘personal’ literally.

Slightly unbalanced fans. Happened on my ‘84 Tbird’s 3.8 engine, I got to where I could change a pump and be back on the road in 10 minutes.

Funny, when I finally stuck an electric fan in there I stopped chewing up pump seals...

If you’ve beached yourself on this rock, you not only hit the curb... you obliterated it.

If you hit curbs like that, you were paying zero attention as you approached it.

If you were paying zero attention coming up to it, then you were doing so in motion, and are likely prone to such idiocy and don’t deserve a…

With a 550mph velocity I’d almost want to design a ‘cowcatcher’, something to lead the front wheels near the ground that could take the initial impact and smack a small rock or other FO the track crew missed, and knock it out of the way. 550mph is slow bullet velocity... 800fps. Directly hitting a wheel with a rock…

You can design for a 5x operational safety margin but the moment an impact causes a crack or imbalance, that’s all out the window.

The helmet is also designed with noise abatement and communications in mind in that environment. Seems tetchy to toss the phrase, but it fits too well... why reinvent the wheel?

Might avoid those Cemetery Gates if you hoof it.

But...
“[...] said Force, who set the national e.t. record in September in Reading at 3.623.”

You’re missing that for any given track there’s now an extra 320 feet of space in which to haul that missile back down to... uh, speedless.

“Three dash lights remained lit after leaving the key in the on position for a bit: the oil light, the brake light, and the battery light. None of those are lights you want on.”

Why yes, the Nissan sedan, universally equipped with CFT* technology, are the equivalent of punk rock...

*Constantly Fucked Transmission

It has to be followed up with “POPtictictictictictictic” and someone making an animalistic, guttural “Hnnnngh” noise.

Hell. This is a Ford Hell.

This is 4 grand for some ‘65 Mustang dash parts, seat frames, and bits and bobs, and a ‘73 Bronco’s axle, transmission, and powertrain.

Nothing else looks salvageable. Maybe the glass and trim....