wondering my merry way to cornwall in my 1600 mk 1. Saw a RS6 earlier in my mirrors, couple of lucky over takes, no RS6, ooooo twin lane bit, bollocks stuck behind somat, RS comes past, with new shape a4 2.0tdi welded to it's bumper, mmm maybe i''ll select third...ding ding ding, fouth.........ding ding ding fifth...a4 woose's out, catching the RS6 like a blackbird at full chat, then he glances in his mirror, drops it a gear and the gap equalls, then starts to grow... then ding eh?wtf was that? ding ding ding ding ding ahhh, that'll be the limiter... in fifth. RS6 dissapears like i've jmped on the brakes. B*LL*CKS!!! Whilst in Cornwall, they car was amazing, B roads at night, nothing came close, there were a few pretenders, but nothing was quicker, enough power, low weight, good brakes and blinding headlights, I was the daddy for those few miles. On the way home, new shape MK5 on the motorway, I pull over at ahem mph and he crawls past, I pull out behind him, foot still berried and he only makes about 300yrds before I hit that bloody limiter again!!!
To day I was out and about and I came across a MK1 in the process of being stripped because the owner had found a better shell, (this one is damn near perfect?!?!)
I have access to a syncro rear end
I have access to a Rover V8
I have the nessacery skills
I maybe able to find the money
Can you see where this is going?
Can you please give me reasons why not to build 300+ ponies into a rear drive street sleeper.
Then I can go out hunting.....
Cheers for reading the dribble
Mark