"offroadkarter" (04RauderDTR)
12/27/2013 at 18:15 • Filed to: None
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"offroadkarter" (04RauderDTR)
12/27/2013 at 18:15 • Filed to: None | 4
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Because no other car in recent times can fuck shit up like a juggernaut, it can even plow through another panther....
I am willing to bet if you reset the fuel pump cutoff, the car would move under its own power again...
Arch Duke Maxyenko, Shit Talk Extraordinaire
> offroadkarter
12/27/2013 at 18:19 |
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Don't forget 65mph top speed, in reverse.
The Opponaut formerly known as MattP123
> offroadkarter
12/27/2013 at 18:19 |
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Might need some front end work. Looks like the wheels were pointing opposite directions. Happened to me once when a tie rod broke at 45mph. No big deal until I tried to back out of a driveway after looking the car over.
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offroadkarter
> The Opponaut formerly known as MattP123
12/27/2013 at 18:21 |
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hey I didn't say move very far, but I bet it'll still start and run lol
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offroadkarter
> Arch Duke Maxyenko, Shit Talk Extraordinaire
12/27/2013 at 18:21 |
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Yep! With 2.73 gears it will hit 0-60 in reverse only 1 second faster than forward
I had my marauder up to 45 before I bitched out lol
Lets Just Drive
> offroadkarter
12/27/2013 at 18:33 |
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I used to be in the cab business and I was a driver during the end days of the Caprice Classics and Crown Victoria's as they were slowly being phased out in favor of these hybrid contraptions.
I'll tell you a story, the story of "Why I preferred the old cars over new".
This is me, and this story is about one of these cars, though not one I was driving.
The Prius was cheap, as a driver. It was cheaper on fuel. The Prius was modern and small enough that it could fit through small spaces with ease while the old cars could just push their way through. And the Prius was a fun car to give zero fucks about though it lost points as the old cabs had zero fucks given and they were the size and proportion of tanks.
And that's what it came down to for me. It wasn't about the dollar, it was about my safety out there on the roads given how many hours a day, a week, a month I was putting in. On a long enough timeline the survival rate for everyone drops to zero. Cabbies, we push that timeline.
So my friend, he's driving that cab, the one from the picture. He has just dropped off a fare in the suburbs and he's headed back to town. Well, he's coming down this pretty steep hill with a stop sign at the bottom - not a stop sign for him, mind you, but one for the traffic crossing this steep road at the bottom of the hill. He's coming down the hill and this woman, she doesn't even slow down at the intersection as directed never mind stopping. My friend, he see's this and gets on the brakes but it's too late. She puts the front of her car, forward of the cabin, right in front of the oncoming panther.
That car, the one in the picture, was a former police interceptor. We had a couple Marauder's in the fleet and even a Caprice Wagon which was just the most big, beautiful thing you'd ever seen but the best cars, by a country mile, were the ones which'd done time as police fleet cars and the best of those were the full, police package cars (keep in mind, many came from Sheriffs and the like and weren't dealer police package cars) which #11 was.
He hits her, probably doing about 60 kilometers an hour and goes right through. Her Camry? Done. There's no spinning away with a crumpled quarter panel, no skidding about. My friend, in #11, he goes right through her car like a warm knife through equally warm butter. Everything forward of the cabin, the entire front clip including the engine just peels away and my friend, in #11, isn't even knocked out of his lane.
He stops to make sure she's okay. She stops because her car no longer has an engine, or drive wheels. She's fine, the story goes, in her cocoon of airbags but the police, paramedics and FD arrive regardless.
Here's the rub; #11 was back at work that very night. The bumper needed to be rehung with a couple zap-straps until it could get into the body shop and the front plates (cabs here have two or three) had been torn off. The cab, down the drivers side, was scrapped up a bunch and needed to be repainted but surprisingly none of the wounds went to the metal.
This is why I preferred the Caps and Vics, because they not only protected the occupants from all sorts of danger but because they could take a licking and keep on ticking.
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The Opponaut formerly known as MattP123
> offroadkarter
12/27/2013 at 19:09 |
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Most definitely. I dumped all coolant once. Luckily the temps were in the single digits and my commute was short. They're tough cars.
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offroadkarter
> Lets Just Drive
12/27/2013 at 23:05 |
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You had marauders in your taxi fleet???
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Lets Just Drive
> offroadkarter
12/27/2013 at 23:08 |
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Fucking brain.
Marquis. Not Marauder.