Why?

I'm talking about the boost guage.



I'm fascinated with the little devil. That thing may be what causes me to slam into something, thereby, turning wordslayer into casketlayer.

You see,,,,I sometimes like to throttle the car, and when I do, I become fixated on that damned guage. It was hard enough to watch the tach and speedometer as it was, but now Dodge has thrown in that little boost guage. When under acceleration, I just become fixated with it. I'm looking at it and thinking, "where does it spike, what does it hold to redline, why is second gear, different than third?" You know,,,things like that.

Conclusion:

If you go for a while and don't see any postings from me, then you will know that I had been watching my boost guage.

 

lol

 

all I can say is we need a boost gauge that talks to us ya know telling us "you are now spiking at 23 psi and dropping to??????"

 

I dont even pay attention to the damned thing....Im always in VAC anyhow....I hit boost occasionally....

Grandma driving the SRT!!! WOO!

That is hilarious though wordslayer. Your posts crack me the F up.

 

smiles,,,,,,your response on the wheel post cracked me up.

Something else about my car:

I don't know how in the world they come up with 22 city, 30 highway, for the miles per gallon.

For me,,,,,I'm not even close to that. This past week, I did not, one time, put my car deep into boost. I was trying to see what kind of gas mileage I could get. Guess what I ended up with? 17 miles per gallon. I had an SUV that got 17 miles per gallon.

My grandmother, god rest her soul, when she was alive, would typically drive her car at .00000000384 miles per hour. If she were alive, she *might* have been able to drive my car and get 22 city 30 highway. By the way, my grandmother's car always smelled like wrigley's chewing gum.

My grandmother drove an Oldsmobile. The name was very "metaphoric" for her. Old and mobile.

Speaking of grandmothers, they should have rules about when they drive. Sometimes I would be in town and I would end up behind her. When my grandmother was on the road, traffic would be lined up behind her like a funeral procession. I always wanted to turn my headlights on.

Gram,,,,,if you can read this, I apologize, but you really should have driven faster.

 

I get about 21 in town. I've got about 4500 kms(2800 miles) on my '05. I don't drop it often, but I also don't drive like grandma either.

 

Wordslayer, your name is certainly appropriate. You definitely slay me with your words. I have laughed many times at your posts. You have a sarcastic way of looking at things from a different perspective. I appreciate that. Your slant brings a refreshing p.o.v. and a spark to this section of the forum. Sometimes it can be good not to take things too seriously. I think it is important to keep this fun as well. I can't say I can match your creativity, though. I look forward to what you come up with next.

 

Thanks for the kind words!

I just don't take myself very seriously. And I find it fun to try and put a lighter side to things and have some fun with you guys.

Whether you match my creativity is debatable, but what isn't debatable is that your car knowledge is El Primo!

 

granny took over the post and is slowly bringing it to a halt. you got some funny sayings

 

Does that mean that my fate in about....2.35 years is that Im driving an Oldsmobile??? ****!!!!!!

Anyways.....I got 371 miles to a tank on my buddy Rick's car, highway and city. Running bigger injectors and running rich as hell too!

I just got 285.6 on my last tank, ever since my new turbo install (stock warranty replacement) Im doing alot better with gas mileage.

Hmmmm.....I hate wrigleys chewing gum.....it smells horrid and tastes horrid too. My car smells like Lemons, but not pine sol lemoney fresh and definitely not LYSOL lemoney fresh. Cause that just smells like someone tried to cover up a horrid fart that just escaped their **** cavity. It smells like a Lemon Jolly Rancher....yeah. I like those.

What was the point of this post again? [>:]