(September 15, 2014 at 10:15 pm)professor Wrote: JC,
I started off running the 1/8 mile - 9.5 at around 70 with a semi stock small block.
That would be the 14 second bracket.
The mini blower knocked off a second.
I like tinkering.
Kept making changes (nothing internal other than the initial 270 degree cam).
Ended up with a best time of 12.05 and
115 mph into a stiff headwind- shucks- missed the elevens by a whisker.
Had a front wheel off the ground once or twice- car twisted up pretty good on launch.
Looked completely stock.
Sent Car Craft a pic and blurb, they put it in "readers rides" - April 2003.
Pretty cool!
That said, am I the only one who thinks it's weird that Professor is a gear head? Prof, seriously, why can't you apply the same real world practical reason you bring to engine performance to the other areas of your life? I assume you wouldn't trust a transmission specialist who based his work on faith in the ravings of some lunatic wagon builder from pre-industrial times. Yet here you are -- a 21st Century man, clinging to ancient writings from a world long dead and little understood today. I think even you would be appalled if you could encounter your Bible heroes in the flesh and actually realize how ignorant, primitive, and superstitious they were.
What will you do when your nutty claims and predictions don't pan out? Will you wonder whether the New Testament is really the repository of arcane knowledge you credit it with? Will you question your approach to evidence? Will you acknowledge how wrong you were when, for instance, the Rapture doesn't happen or when Obama peacefully leaves office at the end of his term? Or will you just deny and spin like apocalyptic-minded Christians have been doing for centuries? I don't want you to leave. I want you to stick around and acknowledge that you were wrong and to put such foolishness behind you.
My guess, however, is that you will do neither. The fault will be in the interpretation, not the prophecy itself, and the game will go on right to the grave. I'm not in the mood to gloat. I just think it's sad and wish better for you.
