A had a nightmare lastnight...
 

And it was dastardly.

I was driving my 87 Carrera... And coming to my normal freeway offramp to go home, there were two others. A Kalahari Beige no-script narrow-body with a tail and a Signal Orange narrow-body without a tail. Try as I might, I could not keep up with the Kalahari Beige one. It must have been a turbo... I just kept on the throttle and couldn't catch up to that turbo, no matter how hard I tried.

I think it's time for a supercharger.

Come to the DARK SIDE Luke!

I had a dream last night too -- I was driving my 944, and when I looked in my rearview mirror, there were these three clowns in older 911's trying to catch me. I even lifted off the throttle, and they still couldn't keep up - I guess they were out for a typical "911 Sunday Drive."

;)
-Z-man.

I had a dream last nite that I was in a parking lot drinking beer and looking at nice cars. My tidy red coupe was suddenly surrounded by 500 hp turbo monsters. Oh wait that really happened, helmut and david, yall are gonna pay for therapy sessions right. My feelings of inadequacy can be traced back to horsepower envy.

Well played sir... ;)

Your reality can't keep up with the idealized version of yourself. Your falling short of what you think you are and or can be...

Tidy is understatement...your car looked schweet!

Therapy is free at my house....lets get that clutch fork fixed before its 100 degrees outside again :(

I dreamed that I married my wife's best friend.









Yeah, I know, that IS some wierd shi-ite!!!!:eek:

Sounds about 99% spot on, tabs.

That and I would add the fact that there's been a lot of turbo-talk with my co-workers...