26 May 2009

Theoretically

The racecar is "street legal" which means it's licensed, insured, and has all the working items required for a car by Washington State. It's loud but probably not louder than a Harley Davidson.

I giggle at new car commercials that arrogantly state the Zero to Sixty speeds and times.
Kevin's car goes from a dead standstill to sixty feet in 1.29 seconds. As he explained it to me:
"I can theoretically sit on the freeway in the fast lane, have someone signal when a car traveling toward me is sixty feet away and hit the accelerator. In theory, the car would be well up to speed and out of danger before the car behind could hit me."

Let's just say that we will never put this theory to test.

Back in the day, we still drove it on short trips: to a cruise in fifteen miles away or so every Friday night.

We were talking about it yesterday afternoon, remembering when we used to take the car everywhere. It's not possible now, as the engine is WAY too expensive & not built for a "drive" longer than a quarter mile.

Then there's fuel. Race fuel is bloody expensive. One would think it was culled from the tears of kittens.

Kevin did the math. To go thirty miles (15 miles one way) it would cost us $500 in fuel.

I don't think we'll be doing that anytime soon.

But it would be SO COOL.



2 comments:

Not Your Aunt B said...

Seriously. That is crazy expensive.

Swistle said...

Tears of a kitten! HA HA HA HA HA!!