Well it happened.
On the interstate and some dude in a fast looking chevy wanted to give me a run. Up and back he goes past me. Blowing his horn and giving me the finger. I slow down to 60 mph. Then we both hit it. I got to 100 mph about as fast as I could count 70, 80, 90, 100. After that she kept screaming. Next thing I know I'm 130 mph plus and you can still feel the torque in her. Dang she is a mover.
Oh BTW 'bout 110-115 mph the fast looking chevy gave up... ;D
She is not the fastest thing I've ever owned but dang for a SUV she is a smoker.... She is a Bradley unit on four wheels.
Olds
I sure you were at a race track.
Brad
I've heard those are fast. Even saw a GC like yours blow the doors off a stock porsche. Now that was funny ;D.