Nov 2011 15

My SEMA “wtf” conversation (filled with awkward first date silences) occurred with a Performance Marketing Manager for GM.  I tell a guy that bleeds Chevy blue that all of my cars are Japanese sport compacts and he pretty much told me to talk to his hand.  I threw him enough girly charm until he at least appreciated our conversation more than the one he had earlier that morning with this guy, a dare devil that is looking for a 200mph ride behind the new Camaro on some rollerblades, probably not the kind I used to sell at Sports Authority.

So I had to look this dude up to see what nut tree incarnated such a whacko.  His website identifies his accomplishments, which I think are measured by simply not tattooing his skull into a ribbon of asphalt.

 

Basically, if you were to compare this guy to a car, he’d be a Nissan GTR:

0 – 100kph (0-60mph for you metric conversion challenged folk): 3.5 seconds (with VDC turned off on the GTR)

1/4 mile: 11.8 seconds

Top speed: 189mph (193mph with the GTR)

Now, I’d love to take a GTR for a ride that would shame any porn star but there is something about Mincemeat on Wheels that just doesn’t offer that same attraction.