okfoz
Well-Known Member
I would never use a Procharger... It might have been the car I drove, the tune or it might be like this for all of them. I have a Roush RS3, so it is a Roots style SC with an inner-cooler, so I thought I would be prepared for the series of events that followed.
My 2016 Roush is very predictable, it drives like a Regular Mustang but when you get into the throttle it has this very smooth torque for acceleration, it is kind of like driving a video game, the harder you push on the throttle the faster it just wants to go. The engine would just pull and pull until it explodes without a rev limiter. I find it manageable and easy to drive as long as you do not just floor it on the outset, you just spin the tires, even with traction control on snow and ice, so throttle control is a must.
I have driven turbo cars, and they are also smooth, but there is this slight lag you can get, then it just pulls and the sky is the limit. But again you get into the throttle and it is predictable, and once the turbos start to spool it will just pull until you hit a rev-limiter.
And now to a procharger... I have a friend in Florida who had - Had being a major word here - a 2016 Mustang GT with the Procharger and this is my experience with that vehicle. It was his son's car, and just driving down the road and it seemed actually kind of sluggish between 1000 and 4000 RPM. At one point he told me to just get on it, so I downshifted, and the RPM hit 4000 and it started to fishtail at around 60 mph. What was a dog for 1000-4000 RPM became a missile at exactly 4001 RPM. In what was probably 1/10 second, I saw my life pass before my eyes, I wondered if I was ever going to see my wife and children again, what would people think that I killed my best friend and totaled his son's car? At that split second I am convinced if the car was pointing vertical it would have launched into space and left a crater in the moon, or worse yet I would have been stuck in orbit until Elon Musk sent a ship to rescue me. My friend, sitting in the passenger seat, was screaming "Do not wreck Nick's car! Do not wreck Nick's Car" I let off the gas and white knuckled it back to normal driving, my adrenaline had completely exhausted itself so I was shaking like I had a serious case of Parkinson's. I finally got it back to his house and he had to run to the bathroom where he must have dropped a heck of a deuce as he was in there for at least 15 min... I never wanted to drive it again.
My 2016 Roush is very predictable, it drives like a Regular Mustang but when you get into the throttle it has this very smooth torque for acceleration, it is kind of like driving a video game, the harder you push on the throttle the faster it just wants to go. The engine would just pull and pull until it explodes without a rev limiter. I find it manageable and easy to drive as long as you do not just floor it on the outset, you just spin the tires, even with traction control on snow and ice, so throttle control is a must.
I have driven turbo cars, and they are also smooth, but there is this slight lag you can get, then it just pulls and the sky is the limit. But again you get into the throttle and it is predictable, and once the turbos start to spool it will just pull until you hit a rev-limiter.
And now to a procharger... I have a friend in Florida who had - Had being a major word here - a 2016 Mustang GT with the Procharger and this is my experience with that vehicle. It was his son's car, and just driving down the road and it seemed actually kind of sluggish between 1000 and 4000 RPM. At one point he told me to just get on it, so I downshifted, and the RPM hit 4000 and it started to fishtail at around 60 mph. What was a dog for 1000-4000 RPM became a missile at exactly 4001 RPM. In what was probably 1/10 second, I saw my life pass before my eyes, I wondered if I was ever going to see my wife and children again, what would people think that I killed my best friend and totaled his son's car? At that split second I am convinced if the car was pointing vertical it would have launched into space and left a crater in the moon, or worse yet I would have been stuck in orbit until Elon Musk sent a ship to rescue me. My friend, sitting in the passenger seat, was screaming "Do not wreck Nick's car! Do not wreck Nick's Car" I let off the gas and white knuckled it back to normal driving, my adrenaline had completely exhausted itself so I was shaking like I had a serious case of Parkinson's. I finally got it back to his house and he had to run to the bathroom where he must have dropped a heck of a deuce as he was in there for at least 15 min... I never wanted to drive it again.
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