Massive Understeer!!
 

Thought I'd post up a funny story happened to me the other day...

I was driving along Hepburn Ave towards the coast, minding my own business, not speeding or being a tool. Then I notice this black Ford Territory Turbo came screaming up behind me. He just sits right on my arse being a plonka. Its a dual road so he could easily overtake, but he obviously had something against Subaru's. So I just cruise along with him sitting on my bumper. I had to turn left onto Marmion Ave so as I approach I notice the lights are green, so I turn left 'enthusiastically' onto Marmion and accelerate promptly to the posted speed limit. Well Tezza man tries to do the same. As I look in my rear view mirror he suffers the worst understeer I have ever seen. He understeers across both lanes and slams into the kerb so hard that I actually see the car tilt up abit. He would have done some big damage to wheels, tyres, suspension. It was hilarious. Didn't see him after that. He probably limped off a side road to see what he had fuked.

Anyone else had similar esperience with such tools?

ahh the lols :)

A few years ago in the wet, at the roundabout turning left into karrinyup road coming off the coast road there was an old jag (s type?) in front of me.

Apparently he wanted to show off his epic drift skillz and lit up the rears as he made his way up the hill. Unfortunately for him, his skillz weren't so epic and around he went, slid across the grass and nudged the wall.

That's Gold. Serves the douche right.

I had a black territory scream up behind me and follow me the other night, my drunk mate was waving his hands out the window with a bottle of water he was drinking.

There was no understeer, but the lovely TRG officers were extremely keen to tell said friend to stop being a dickhead.

bahhahahahaha awesome!

Quality.

bahahahhaha those territorys are bloody barges, he probably snapped his lower ball joint... renowned to be the weak link on the terri's :D

i was in one of the work utes last winter, sitting in the freezing temperatures at 8:30 in the morning at the intersection of green street and main st intending to go straight on to scabs beach road

the relaxing sound of rain pissing down on the roof was suddenly interrupted by a typically loud v8 deceleration accompanied by the usual backfire(s') associated with a less restrictive exhaust pipe

then all i saw was a flash of yellow in the right hand turning lane as the pos ss ute attempted to make the newly red light presumably by placing his foot on the accelerator pedal and pushing it to the floor (judging by the sideways movement of the back end)

i then watched, as the silly canary ute slid into the power pole on the corner of the intersection, and formed a ring around it (not unlike a donut)

the pole was fine

[QUOTE=teejay;534820]I had a black territory scream up behind me and follow me the other night, my drunk mate was waving his hands out the window with a bottle of water he was drinking.

There was no understeer, but the lovely TRG officers were extremely keen to tell said friend to stop being a dickhead.[/QUOTE]
I am the douche/c*nt in this story while we are on the subject of TRG.

On the way home from Indoor one night a few years ago heading down West Coast Drv, a couple of hot chicks were having a good look at the car then sped off when it turned into a 70 zone, little me decided that it'd be a great idea to enable Antilag and give them a bit of a fire show. Anyway pulling it down hard (but not speeding) to turn off onto West Coast Hwy with Antilag making a few tiny little noises and I pass a Land Cruiser with a ladder on the back (big tell). Anyway long story short the polite TRG officer got out an can obviously pull up old records (10+ years ago) and proceeded to tell me that I drive like a 'c*nt'. He then let me go.

Haha niiice! Serves him right