pegged a few 120-130 mph speedos in cars, used to run 140-150 on a bike on the open stretches..... :nono:

first bike i had, i told myself i'd never open it all the way up. that lasted about a week. it would do 145 with me sitting up on it. fastest ive ever seen, close to 160 on two wheels. like 158, didn't see the needle actually hit 160, but i was all over it, too busy watching the road.

do as i say, not as i do.

 

My Bro's 69 Charger with a built up 440 and 4 speed had the speedo pegged at 150 and Im sure it was faster.
My friend had a bike and together we hit around 125-130. I was scared to death on that one. HG

 

1974 Plymouth Duster, with 318. New stretch of highway, no people, pinned the 120mph speedo like an inch past the 120 mark. I was 18 and thought I was invincible. I also did a dukes of hazard with this car, jumped across a railroad crossing and caught several feet of air. (That's why the k member and oil pan had deep gouges in them....)

I'm sorry for the abuse I put that poor car through. Was first car I built, replaced motor trans, and many other parts, from time I got it at 16. Final day I lent it to a friend and he hit a granite curb in bad weather broke the k-member where the lower suspension connected. Kinda funny it was taken out by a collision with a curb at less than 30mph. (that jump could have set that up...)

Jim

 

Whoaaa Nellie! Ain't airing my dirty underwear in public. No sireee!!!

Trees

 

Come on Trees, YOU KNOW YOU WANNA!

 

In my really stupid days I have hit well over a hundred in a few cars. Glad I lived thru them also. Hit almost a hundred on a bike one evening on the way home from work. I was going down the interstate and opened it up. All of a sudden it started a high speed wobble. If you have never had the thrill of a high speed wobble on a bike it is about one of the scariest rides you can have. Front wheel starts wobbling back and forth real fast. You let off the gas and the wobble starts to get larger so you speed back up to try and keep the wobble tighter. The bad thing is that you have time to think and know you are going to crash. All this on an interstate and running around 90 now. I figured if I was going down I had better do it in something a little softer than asphalt so I headed for the median. I let off the throttle a little and switched lanes and it was just enough to get out of the rythm of the wheel shaking. After I got stopped and got my composure. and my breath, and my hands to stop shaking, andf a pants check to make sure they weren't totally filled. I had to continue about 30 more miles home. Took a little over an hour to get home. That was the last time I had the bike up much more than speed limit. I really believe someone up above was looking out for me and give me the time to think while I was going down the road. I think that was my second chance. So to say those days are way behind me and we just cruise now. I seen to many other get killed because of high speeds and it just is not worth it. I witnessed a brother of one of my friends get killed in a drag race. The last thing he did before they left the line was give me a thumbs up. He hit a culvert pipe in a side ditch at high speed and the force was so hard he was ejected thru the roof of his '68 Firebird. I think we have all done something stupid like that. One thing to be thankful for is that we are still here to say we did.

Kevin

 

150mph is about it for the box. Had a 1970 R/T 440/4 speed charger also and had it in my mind that it could go 200mph!! Wrong!!! Spent a lot of time and money all the way to ground affects and spoilers. But the nose kills it. The air sees it as a big box and no amount of HP can beat out aerodynamics. My quest for warp speed was cut short by a CHP certified 150mph ticked and all the bad things that went with it.. Suddenly keeping my license seemed more important than going 200mph. An after market Superbird nose and Wing was on my shopping list at the time but the courts ate my piggie bank. :thumbup:

 

1995 Lincoln mark VIII, needle stopped at 140 but the car still had balls, so 145-150.
on two wheels with friend driving and no helmet, about 165 is what i made out through all of the water pouring from my eyes.
very very scary, yet very fun.

 

Nice Texas highway. RX7 145+ still had throttle just not enough straight road ahead. Nice smooth corn field though. Never tried that foolish stuff again.
Well until I got my Yamaha seca 650 turbo. One good slide and that fun was over too. No crash just a long slide after the turn. Ruined a good boot.
Now that I have a child I just can't do that anymore and cruisin the speed limit is my limit.

 

I am surprised the speedometer still worked in my '79 Caprice coupe drag car, being my daily driver and weekend street machine and all.
The speedometer only went to 85 but the stock 305 could eat that, after I lightened the car and added the 350 I had trouble finding a car with an accurate speedo that could match my top end on the highway- somewhere around 145 and still had pedal.
A Meridian Township police officer in an unmarked Diplomat came out of the country club on Lake Lansing Road in East Lansing, Michigan where I grew up- came out at the wrong time and at the speed I was going when I crested the hill before seeing him.
I had to swerve to change lanes to avoid hitting him, and in doing so sped up because I was irritated at him, I stopped at the light at Hagadorn with intention of turning right and as soon as I did he nailed me, said he went to 100 and only caught me because I stopped for the light.
Long story short, he did not ticket me for speeding- but for a hefty handful of safety violations (illegal lighting, turning violation, failure to yield, loud exhaust, exhaust not exiting behind rear axle, and a few others I can't remember right now.
After that I went to four wheel drives and haven't broken the 90 mph mark since, not to say I haven't tried, but it isn't worth it anymore I have a few reasons to come home now.
Matt

 

September of 1975, Las Vegas Nevada leaving Nellis AFB, heading toward the mountains, turning right as you leave the base. Myself and Airman Gregg Frost, driving his dad's Ferrari went 156 MPH and it scared my sheetless! He was driving the car to his uncles from Iowa to San Diego. I got my tatoo that weekend. A piece of my own private history that I will never forget. I remember the telephone poles going by like it was a fence!

 

The fastest i have ever been was in my 84 vette, 152 mph....Jay

 

Fast as rice pudding

I pegged my '97 eclipse rs at 140 once or twice on a long stretch of interstate at about 3am. It only took me 4 minutes to get it up there too

I seriously felt like I could use a push.

 

I pinned my lil' ol' 4-cylinder Mercedes 190E at 118 going through western Minnesota. I think the engine is governed not to exceed 115 or so. But that car didn't shake wobble or roll at all. In fact, my passenger was casually reading a magazine when I broke the 100 line. It makes a great difference when you drive a vehicle with both front and rear tuned suspensions. It was just made for the road I guess.

I had my 'Bird going way past the 85mph speedo...it looked like it was on its second time around. Tha t was after tires, alignment, and all new shocks/struts. Its pretty good too on the curves. For a car that has been severely bashed in the front, and subsequently re-welded, I sure as heck couldn't tell.

This is a very bad weakness of mine...I love high speed...always have. I remember what a thrill it was on my first jet flight. I could sense when that big bird exceeded the 120mph barrier. It was so cool...like being in a super fast car. It hit about 160mph (of course I was reading the specs) before it lifted which was also a rush.

This old Ford Truck...well...lets say 80mph, then it starts getting scary. I haven't been brave enough to push that one yet. In time..In time. BTW, I hear the Ford Lightning is now the fastest pickup in production, it has been clocked at 146MPH tops. Hummm? that sounds like fun! Now you know why the SHO is so alluring to me.

 

Every car I have ever owned has been run flat out at least once:

1969 Camaro, 396 with hot solid lifter cam, thrush mufflers with pipes exiting in front of rear tires, 4speed, 3:55 gears, pegged the speedo past 120 about 30 times.

1973 Duster, slant six, automatic, ran it at 94MPH flat out for about 13 miles(slowing for turns though) a stretch several times. I lived in Americus,GA at the time and would run from Americus to Leslie GA on a two lane black top late at night doing that. I dropped a 360 in it a couple of years ago and have hit 110 before backing off, car is floaty and I am scared of it.

1978 Camaro, 350, turbo 350, 3:08 gears, Hit 130 a couple of times.

1989 5.0 Mustang, 5 speed, 2:79 gears, hit 135 a couple of times. Still have that car and routinely cruise 80-85 on a 3 lane highway and it still see's 100-110 a couple of times a month(i do this to pull away from nit wits that keep passing me only to slow down once they get in front of me). 110MPH for about 3 miles usually breaks that cycle!

2000 Hyundai Elantra, 140hph 4 cylinder, automatic, hit 110 with this one and it still had pedal left, wow what a surprise!

Note: The only danger of speeding in a car that's mechanically sound is getting a ticket when it's done under the right conditions. Now I only run fast on the open road(3 lanes going in the same direction preffered) with little or no traffic. I never ever speed in a residential area or where there are workers or pedestrians!

 

Back in the 70's I had a Nova SS with a corvette LT-1 in it. I was driving north on M-66 out of Sturgis Mich, flying low. The speedo needle would start going haywire once I hit about 120. It had been doing that for quite a few miles when I noticed a pair of headlights far behind us, getting larger in the rearview mirror. So, as I had plenty of pedal left, I pushed her down a little until the lights got smaller and smaller. Then I remembered there was a state police post nearby and thought they would be sitting up a roadblock if that was a cop behind me, so I slowed down to about 80. Eventually the car caught us and , lo and behold it was an unmarked car with 2 cops in it. The first thing the passenger said to me as I pulled off the road and stopped, was " pop that hood, I want to see what you have under there", no ****! I told him, " its just a little 350 sbc, and he called me a liar. When he saw it, he asked me if I realized I had just outrun the fastest state police interceptor in the state. He said I was running about 180 as their radar would not go over 160 and I had passed that way back. After we talked a few minutes they said they were going to write me for going 80 in a 55 as none of their people would believe the story!

I once borrowed my dads business partners 69 gto, and with him in it, drove it from exit 104 to exit 110 on I-94, floored, and the needle on the round speedo, which went to 160, went all the way around, and past the 160 mark, and further around until it came to the "b" in the word "brake" which was under the speedo. So at that point he became nervous as the convertible top was starting to pull up off the windshield and off the tops of the windows, and I backed it on down to 70.

As to a motorcyle, I rode a suzuki 650 4 cyl once, no helmet or glasses, to 160 on the speedo.

 

wow, thought i was dumb. but i was young too. only 125 in a 63 ford galaxy. stock. my friends 59 impala went 120. same speed on a bike. a v-max. had a helmet at least. no shirt, tennies, shorts. let off at 125 and the front forks shook like an earthquake. scared the crap out of me. thank god it straightened out when i let off the brakes. had alot of other cars and been in alot of cars that would have smoked the galaxy, but never went faster than 125. i've buried the 120 mph speedo in my tempest. but think it was about out of beans anyway. a car pulled in front of me (way up the road thankfully) so i had to brake. the honda behind me never made it past me

 

All the speedos get pegged on the old Chevys. But after you run out of numbers....who knows...
I had the Ninja to 160. That was redline too. I need to regear if I want to go faster!

 

Hey Bull, I never claimed to be too smart........lol
anyway, I have an addiction......SPEED but I also got tons of tickets as a youngster, and was in more than my fair share of wrecks.

 

Ztoy, ahem... 180 miles an hour in a 70 Nova. I think the local cops were just trying to make you feel good about the ticket they were about to write you.

Ya shouda took that thing to Bonneville, you'da took your class fursure.

PS: My 69 Roadrunner floated valves at 128.

 

buried the 120 speedo on my 60 camino dunno how much past it I went but it was before I redid the suspension so it was floating like a sea-doo in rough water, so I didn't go all the way into it......it has highway gears so I imagine it'd go a wee bit faster


fastest on for any amount of time though was a steady 100-110(or 115 can't remember where it was governed) in a 97 chrysler concorde 3.5L v6 from San Angelo TX, all the way to Amarillo Tx.........
I was in San Angelo making up with my girlfriend (who was attending ASU) work called and said we had a meeting at 6 the following morning and if I wasn't there I wouldn't have a job........soooo I slept 3 hours (they called about 8) packed up at 11
and drove from 11 until about 5 something, got home got a shower got my *** to work lol GOD I hope my kid isn't that dumb, in retrospect I really shoulda told em to shove it up their you know what.

 

105-110 in mid to late 80's Ford Festiva.
There were four guys pack into this little two door. I was riding in the back seat with my friend, his older brother was driving and a friend of his was in the passengers seat. Lets just say she was loaded down. Anyhow we were on the free way cruising at about 80 when these two chicks in a camero pass us. Being hormone crazed teenagers at the time we're yelling "Speed Up!" Dave, driver, slams the gas and the old festiva starts gaining on the girls. We catch up to them, they realize we caught up to look at them and we realize they have about six teeth between the two of them. We start screaming "get away from 'em" so Dave gives 'er all she's got and we start climbing up past 100 mph. That was one of the scariest things I have ever experienced. The way
I figured it there were three possibilities:
1. The engine grenades itself under the hood throwing shrapnel through the car and wiping us out.
2. The car's sheet metal tore off against the wind, the way the car was whistling I thought this was entirely possible.
3. God reached down and smited us for actually going over 100 in a primer gray festiva.

Turns out we made it out OK we got up to our exit and just about overheated the breaks getting off the freeway.

 

105-110 in mid to late 80's Ford Festiva.
There were four guys pack into this little two door. I was riding in the back seat with my friend, his older brother was driving and a friend of his was in the passengers seat. Lets just say she was loaded down. Anyhow we were on the free way cruising at about 80 when these two chicks in a camero pass us. Being hormone crazed teenagers at the time we're yelling "Speed Up!" Dave, driver, slams the gas and the old festiva starts gaining on the girls. We catch up to them, they realize we caught up to look at them and we realize they have about six teeth between the two of them. We start screaming "get away from 'em" so Dave gives 'er all she's got and we start climbing up past 100 mph. That was one of the scariest things I have ever experienced. The way
I figured it there were three possibilities:
1. The engine grenades itself under the hood throwing shrapnel through the car and wiping us out.
2. The car's sheet metal tore off against the wind, the way the car was whistling I thought this was entirely possible.
3. God reached down and smited us for actually going over 100 in a primer gray festiva.

Turns out we made it out OK we got up to our exit and just about overheated the breaks getting off the freeway.

Now thats funny....Jay

 

Took the cougar past 120 trying to catch up to a GTO Judge, it was a convertable and the guy came past us so fast his mouth was sort of stuck in a grimace, S was driving, not me, tried to catch up to him, gave up when his cap blew off and hit our grille. Only discovered afterwards that it had a 455 motor in and weighed about 1000 pounds less than us - live and learn.
Me personally, took my 70 cougar up to about 105, nice straight clear section of highway, shaking and rattling got to much for my nerves and I slowed her down, 20 thousand nuts and blots flying together in close formation was a good way to describe the feeling. Probably gone way faster on a bike, as a passenger. My first husband was killed on a Suzuki Katana, the speedo was stuck on 180, kinda put me off bikes and speed.

 

always 55mph.