It's been a few years now, but the Enginuitive Project (EP) DSM's last track day before going under the knife again... and again... and again was one for the record books. This daily commuter made the trip to Lebanon Valley from the Enginuitive Garage in Torrington, Connecticut, and laid down twelve consecutive test and tune runs on street tires, with street gas, and and in the high twelves. Of course, Earle is never satisfied and as we packed up the tools, the chase truck, and the trailor (we always plan to litter the track with gear oil soaked tranny parts and smoldering transfer cases) he threw his helmet back on and rolled back into the staging lanes for a final, ill advised run.Of course, all of us ran up to the driver's side window in an attempt to convince Earle to quit while he was ahead, with the 12 second time slip and his ACT 2600 intact, but good decisions never make for good stories. 12.3 seconds later, he crossed the 1/4 mile marker and somehow, from 1,320 feet away, forced our collective feet into our collective mouths.
Then he made all of us try to keep up as he drove the EP DSM all the way home.
Now you can all check out the video of that fabled day, right here! Enjoy!
-A
Meet the Editors
At Enginuitive, we really are guys just like you, and to prove it, here's your chance to learn a little more about us...
Earle
Earle's a self taught mechanic in the classic sense. He learned how to turn wrenches by taking his first car apart, certain he could put it back together with a better torque curve than the factory, and hasn't stopped trying to cheat physics since. He's held jobs doing everything from working on powerline transformers to interviewing people for the Census Bureau, but has spent the last few years as a race mechanic, parts coordinator, project manager and finally sales rep for the largest automotive racing school in the world. Don't think his desk job keeps his hands clean though, when he's not making sales pitches, he usually smells like burnt gear oil. Yeah... that shit smells.
Alex
Alex is a United States Marine with a small government paycheck and just enough free time to sleep... occasionally. Like most of you, the off time he's alloted to sleep and eat is often spent under a worklight, trying to figure out how to get what he just took apart back together, to get his ride up and running for work the next day. Before enlisting he worked in construction, auto parts, data entry, and gig called "Hospitality" where you really just kiss rich people's asses. He only askes one thing of the nation he defends... vote for a pay increase for the military, Project PonyCar could use a supercharger.
Earle
Earle's a self taught mechanic in the classic sense. He learned how to turn wrenches by taking his first car apart, certain he could put it back together with a better torque curve than the factory, and hasn't stopped trying to cheat physics since. He's held jobs doing everything from working on powerline transformers to interviewing people for the Census Bureau, but has spent the last few years as a race mechanic, parts coordinator, project manager and finally sales rep for the largest automotive racing school in the world. Don't think his desk job keeps his hands clean though, when he's not making sales pitches, he usually smells like burnt gear oil. Yeah... that shit smells.
Alex
Alex is a United States Marine with a small government paycheck and just enough free time to sleep... occasionally. Like most of you, the off time he's alloted to sleep and eat is often spent under a worklight, trying to figure out how to get what he just took apart back together, to get his ride up and running for work the next day. Before enlisting he worked in construction, auto parts, data entry, and gig called "Hospitality" where you really just kiss rich people's asses. He only askes one thing of the nation he defends... vote for a pay increase for the military, Project PonyCar could use a supercharger.
2 comments:
Good Job, Alex and Earle!!!!!!!
Let the fun begin!!!!!!!!!!!
Merry Christmas, Alex and Earle!!!
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