Go on, admit it – whatever kind of guy or gal you are (or pretend to be), just admit that you’d like to be behind the wheel, handlebars or joystick of a supercharged vehicle of some kind flashing pst the opposition. Oh yes, there always has to be the opposition – it’s just life.
When I was a kid, older friends had motorbikes in our neighborhood, it was all the rage. Unfortunately, my parents wouldn’t allow me to have one, just for the little fact that several people around the village had died while riding one. Wrapped in my teenage stupor and desire, this hardly seemed much a reason to stop anyone riding, but there we are – I guess I was stupid.
Years later, I bought a 750 Honda Shadow right out of the blue! I didn’t mean to – I went into a showroom, it was there in red, cream and glistening chrome and came out with it, or more correctly, I ordered it to be delivered because, surprise, surprise, I didn’t know how to ride one! After some practice, I was off and it crossed my mind that maybe it was a good thing that I didn’t have one when I was younger. It got up to 100mph in exhilarating style and it fills you with false confidence. See here: http://leisurehovercraft.deviantart.com/
Having ridden almost everything from of personal transport that’s out there, this blog will reflect my attitude and continuing fascination with all things driven my engines, whether gas, turbine or electric.
Part of the American dream is the style of the old West, which amazingly only lasted about 20 years or so, but the idea of the rugged pioneering individualism hasn’t really diminished right up to the present day. The idea of a powerful horse that was instrumental in keeping you out of harm’s way runs deep in the psyche. No surprise then that one of the icons of US travel if called the Mustang, made by Ford, which is another icon in it’s own right. No other car says so much about the obsession with growling engine power and downright attitude, but it’s certainly not only in the golden years of the 60s and 70s that these cars were in demand – read on ….
The New Ford Mustang Proves Muscle Cars Aren’t Dead
Automakers like Ford, Chevy and Dodge have found they can achieve blazing performance and still meet higher environmental standards, writes Dan Neil. Get ready to burn rubber responsibly
IT WASN’T SUPPOSED to be this way. Tighter carbon-emission standards around the world and higher fuel-economy rules in the U.S. were to mean the end of muscle cars, or at least affordable ones. But, pleasant surprise, cars have actually gotten stronger, quicker, faster. Overall, performance is cheaper, more efficient and reliable than ever. It’s the Golden Age of Horsepower, and the horses are eating diet hay.
Do you like acceleration, Johnny? Dodge will sell you a Challenger SRT Hellcat with 707 hp and an eight-speed transmission, a car that will lay down 11-second quarter-mile passes until they turn the track’s floodlights off. A roaring Mopar fever dream. Chevrolet purveys a 580-hp Camaro ZL1 with Recaro seats, six-speed manual and a clutch, offering a top speed of 184 mph. Some exotic European brands are selling “megawatt” cars, with engine outputs of more than 1,341 hp.
A Brief History of the Pony
A look at the Ford Mustang over the last half century [shows the following)] …
All of these cars and engines have one thing in common: forced induction. Instead of breathing at atmospheric pressure like the rest of us, these engines are force-fed air through spooling, high-velocity turbines, either turbochargers or superchargers. Combustion-wise, the effect is like turning a leaf blower on a bonfire.
From Ford to Ferrari, Audi to Volvo, auto makers are being obliged to move to smaller, forced-induction engines to make power while still lowering emissions. As they do, the character, the sinew, even the sound of performance is changing. And nowhere is the effect more striking than in the Ford Mustang, with its 2.3-liter EcoBoost engine. It’s kind of the New Fast.
A latte salute might be in order. The 2015 model represents the sixth generation of Dearborn’s beloved Pony Car and marks the 50th anniversary of America’s budget-style champion (for reference, the base price of an EcoBoost Fastback, $25,170, is a little more than tenfold the face value of what a 1965 Fastback sold for). On a good year Ford will sell 80,000 to 90,000 coupes and convertibles, with 4-, 6-, and 8-cylinder engines, and final assembly in Flat Rock, Mich. The Mustang is bedrock American car culture, from East L.A. to the flatlands of Minnesota.
Ford will export the cars to the demanding European market, and for once, the Mustang is a thoroughly modern automobile. The latest iteration is at last fitted with an independent rear suspension, which Mustang engineers resisted, in favor of a tough, simple live axle design that was good for drag racing (and cheaper, too).
While the Mustang is available with a choice of three engines—including the base 300-hp V6 and a big-brute 435-hp V8—the engine Ford would most like you to take seriously is the thrifty “EcoBoost,” a turbocharged 4 cylinder displacing a mere 2.3 liters, less than half the size of the V8.
A four-banger in a muscle car? Well, a state-of-the-art four-banger—all aluminum, boosted to the stars (18 psi), hugely torquey, with specific power of 135 hp per liter. But still.
This might be a communications challenge. The muscle-car audience is, by its nature, not impressed with nuance. The optics of switching from eight cylinders to four are not intuitive, not quite fully American.
‘Automakers are moving to smaller, forced-induction engines to make power while still lowering emissions.’
To be clear, in the 50-year history of Mustang, Ford made millions of 4-cylinder Mustangs, starting with the Mustang II redesign of 1974. There was even a brief, interesting experiment with hi-po turbo fours in the 1980s. But for the most part four-cylinder Mustangs were fairly lame ponies, ultimately sold into rental fleet servitude. The EcoBoost is offered as the smart budget-performance option, and it has numbers to back it up: 310 hp and 320 pound-feet of torque.
Is that a lot? Historically, it’s huge. Let’s flip open the Big Book of Mustang History and put our finger on… Here we go: The 1971 Boss 351’s “Cleveland” four-barrel V8 put out 330 All-American horsepower, 370 pound-feet of torque, and all the hydrocarbons you could choke on.
This was one of the era’s last monster motors, a piston-powered rock god, a hand-built high-comp 5.7-liter V8 with a big Holley carb, solid-lifter cam, Magnafluxed heads, the works. A four-speed Hurst shifter and 3.91:1 Traction-Lok rear end helped put the Boss 351’s power to the ground in respectable fashion: 0-60 mph in 5.6 seconds and a quarter-mile elapsed-time of 13.9 seconds. All in all, a ground-shaking, tire-baking bit of American mechanical culture, that made an impression on millions.
The gas-sipping Mustang EcoBoost is exactly as quick as beastly Boss 351, within the same 0-60 mph and the quarter-mile times, but using half the number of cylinders and delivering roughly three times the fuel economy (21/32/25 mpg, city/ highway/ combined). This despite the fact that the new Mustang is obliged to carry hundreds of pounds more air bags, computers, catalytic converters and crash structures than the Boss 351 (total=0).
The EcoBoost is really the grass-roots motor-sports choice: It weighs 181 pounds less than the V-8 GT, and most of that weight loss is in the front of the car, improving the weight distribution and handling. Turbos are also easily hacked for more power. (Car guys care about such things).
If you’re comparing the new car with icons of the 1960s, all things are not equal, of course. Modern cars are usually quite a bit heavier. But everything else on a modern car is infinitely better: steering, breaking, chassis control. The new Mustang EcoBoost, shod with 19-inch summer radials as part of the performance package, pulls .96g in lateral acceleration, a figure that would have been unthinkable on bias-ply or early radial tires. Braking? Get a load of the Brembos.
Another quality of the New Fast: accessibility. Want to go drag racing? Among the Mustang’s computer-aided features (on the GT) is “Line Lock,” which allows drivers to easily lock the front wheels and spin up the rear tires to generate clouds of tire smoke. It also works in church parking lots.
If you don’t have the time, or tires, to perfect your hole shot down at the drag strip, the Launch Control feature will be happy to execute one for you.
Conclusion: The New Fast is way better than the Old Fast, by the clock, the dyno and the digital numbers at the gas pump. For that you can tip the cap to Ford’s multitude of engineers and designers around the world, trying to keep their jobs.
Alas, nothing comes free. Thanks to turbocharging, the New Fast doesn’t sound quite as satisfying as the Old Fast. Soon to be heard only in collective memory—or at Mustang rallies—is the percussive cadence of a free-breathing V8 at idle, the cold chirr of valve ware, the masculine howl at redline.
In the thermodynamics, these sounds represent the extravagance of lost energy. Turbochargers capture that energy but smother the wondrous, primal sound.
As for the Mustang, you can’t help but admire the symmetry. Fifty years ago it was launched as an affordable, sporty compact with great style and good mileage. The machine is radically different, but the pony is still alive and kicking.
So there you have, not dead and not forgotten. Iconic brands like this , Harley Davidson, Indian and others, will just go on and on, bringing out new models with ever more features that will always be in demand. There is an adage in the auto industry that hoes like this – this year’s luxury features becomes next year’s standard features, which about sizes it up? Of course, there are greater and greater challenges for these gas guzzlers, but it seems that the big boys are determined to get as much mileage out of their muscle vehicles as they can before electric cars are all there is on the road.
OK, it’s got no wheels but it can have balls, depending on what you buy. If you’ve been under a rock for the past 10 years you might have missed the surge of interest in personal hovercraft among people looking for something a little different. So what is thing – does it fly, or move over the ground? Well, it moves for sure, but it can’t be called a plane or a boat, nor is it an automobile. It’s real name is Air Cushioned Craft (ACV) and they started out as great big passenger craft, made famous by zipping across the British Channel for few years. Well, they got smaller and they’ve found a whole lot of other uses, not the least of which is racing – check out the video below:
As you might imagine, these babies aren’t exactly built the same. From the first glance, they are all skirt and engine, if you know what I mean, but the skirt is nothing but an enclosure to keep in the air pressure generated by the fan behind the driver (pilot, operator?) Like any racing vehicle, power to weight ratio is vital and small personal racing hovercraft are no different, in fact it’s probably more critical. The hull is usually made from resin impregnated glass fiber – really rigid and light, but somewhat fragile. Hit a rock and bingo, bang goes your hull and the race.
They normally have just one engine for thrust and lift and these two stroke high revving engines are mostly aluminum cased. Everything else is stripped out so that it’s learn and mean. These craft tend to have quite a lot of accidents, as stopping and turning are definitely not there strong points – the driver has to throw his weight from side to side to turn, and stopping is an art in itself. After all, there’s no wheels on the ground, or propeller in the water to drag it to a stop. I guess in an emergency, you just turn off the fan and let the bottom of the hull drag across the ground – ouch! Read article: https://www.evernote.com/shard/s404/sh/922631a6-6aca-4597-ab36-2ea5350e85ea/cbbe11921bae64b33525b4b918d41839
An ordinary leisure type hovercraft can cruise at around 45kmh – see this site, but a Formula one ACV will go up to 80kmh, so it isn’t slow, particularly when the operator’s backside is so close to the ground, or should I say ‘surface’, because they can literally float over any flat terrain. I’m reliably informed that once you try it, you’re just hooked. Nothing else compares with the thrill of floating away from the competition (hopefully)!
Many years ago I was cruising along on my big (so I though) generic Japanese V-twin and happened to stop at a traffic light in town. Posing away in the sunshine, I felt a rumbling in the ground, in my imagination like a herd of buffalo must have sounded stampeding across the plains in the early days of the settlers. As the rumbling noise reached a subdued crescendo (does that even make sense?), a shiny monster bristling with chrome and power sidled up beside me. What the hell!
I turned to look and I couldn’t really hold back my awe, though I was desperately trying to be cool and all. The machine was a Boss Hoss, which is the most powerful production bike to ever hit the streets. The huge frame holds a Chevrolet Water cooled V8 engine with a capacity of 502 cubic inches, equating around 8,200 cc – yessir! I didn’t actually know this, but asked what he had between his legs, if you know what I mean.
The guy didn’t seem arrogant – he didn’t have to be, he knew he had the coolest ride around and was quite happy to talk about it. Yes, it is a beast but it’s not what you might think, it isn’t a truck on two wheel, by any means, but well balance monster that is a luxury ride for those with enough balls to get on one! Questions fill the mind, like ‘What if it falls over?’ and ‘What IS the top speed?’ These are exactly the first questions I asked him, because it just looks so heavy and so powerful that it’s speed must be impressive.
The Boss Hoss weighs in a 550kg (there’s a less powerful brother, if you’re intimidated) so how on earth would you get it upright if you dropped it? Well, the fact is that when it’s moving even at low speeds the balance is perfect, and coupled with the very low center of gravity makes for confident manoeuvering. Even if you overbalance while taking it off the stand, the bike is designed not to drop sideways all the way, which is a relief – you’d never get it back upright without a whole team of men.
It’s only got two gears forward and one reverse, which is a godsend as it saves walking it back out of parking. I’m not sure what it’s turning circle is, but you don’t want to be taking chances leaning this big boy over, so reverse is good. Top speed in first gear is 190kmh, and it won’t let you change up to second if you’re traveling less than 80kmh. It’s no slouch away from the starting blocks either – with the throttle fully open (if you dare give it a fistful) you can expect to reach 100kmh in just 3.5 seconds. By comparison, a Formula One (petrol) will do the same in 2.2 seconds.
Interestingly enough, the latest electric racing car will speed to 100kmh in 1.785 seconds, just one indication of amazing things to come in the field of muscle transport and morot sport in general. It’s easy to see that the whole arena will be dominated by electric vehicles in the near future. What about an electric Boss Hoss? You can bet it’s on it’s way.