Awhile ago I set a goal: to get this car up to 300 hp at the flywheel. Depending who you ask, it's there now. And guess what - that's not enough!
The bar was set waaay back when I hung with a bunch of competitive guys and girls. One had a '69 Mustang with a 351 Cleveland, Hooker headers, nitrous and who knows what other secret mods. The tires were too wide, it was too loud; in other words, a magnet for the local constabulary. It got 4 mpg and ran on what they said was airplane fuel. It was never beaten as far as I can recall, and never dyno'ed. The butt dyno read, "HOLY FRICKIN CRAP!!!" When it took off, the torque sucked your lungs into the back seat.
Fast forward to 2005. There I was with an untouched '03 GT. Hmmm, I thought. Modern technology's come so far... and it *is* a V8. Maybe it'll produce that same asphyxia with enough wrench work.
Here we are halfway through 2006. A bunch of sweat, brainstorming and greenbacks later, I can scare the uninitiated passenger but not the ole butt dyno. It's felt awesome power, and the name wasn't N/A two-valve Windsor. Today, I got some suggestions from a true expert. There will be major changes in the upcoming months of which I will keep you all apprised. I won't have to find out-of-the-way hidey holes serving up alcohol gasoline cocktails, but untapped G-forces are calling. Never should've ridden shotgun in that '69.