from the depths of the soul of 4banger lovers everywhere came the daft idea to create a machine to wreak havoc on the American Dream cars (mustangs & camaros).
the creation of this machine was formed with all the anger and hatred for these cars.
rage and spite were it's fuels and soullessness were it's bearings.
what was created that day is a constant nightmare to all v6 and v8 drivers.
from the fires and the burning embers of maddness came .....the turbocharger.
some people still look at our cars as little worthless 4bangers. folly. thier pride is thier downfall.. for unbeknownst to them under the small hood lies a monster ready to spew forth a toxic unknown, screaming from the line with an uncontrolable rage blasting from it's mandrel bent pipe followed by the melodious hiss of the blow of valve releaseing the demonic leftovers that create an air of fear for the pony driver to inhale while he comes to his senses 3 car lengths back. this unit has made people and it has broken people. money has been won and money lost. tools have been broken and heads have been scratched trying to figure out "what's not right here?". but after all is said and done...and the tools are put away and the bandages applied to the wounds...you can cruise into the crisp night air, line up and let the sleeping monster feed.