In 1999, my father was the national car fleet manager for a multi-national insurance company. Holden gave him one of the "new" 5.7l SS's (it was auto btw). We were cruising around Sydney, stopped a set of lights, we were in the inside lane, a Ford transit post van pulled up along side us. Our lane was ending about 100-150m up the road, and the aus post dude is motioning like he wants to have a go, so we both laugh at him and dad says to me "let's see wat this thing can do!" So we take off the lights, bit in front from the launch, then blow me down, the transit starts reeling us in, by the time we're getting close to where the lane ends and dad has to back off, the front of our car was only a metre in front of the van. We backed off, slipped in behind him, and follow him along. He's blowing s**t of black smoke, and 5 mins later he was pulled over to the side of the road, so he'd obviously flogged the guts of the thing to keep up with us, but he did... From that day on I've been a ford man.


Anways moral to this story, that was a brand new car, I don't care how much work he's done to it, I'll have to see to believe that he can beat ANYTHING, let alone a Typhoon....