If you had your car out Saturday night in VA you know how cool it was. I was on my way home off the Green way when a black Porsche Cayenne S pulls behind me and revs his engine. I was a bit tired but figured what the hell, so I let him pass on my right side. He stomps on the throttle and that Porsche Cayenne S is one F-inn fast SUV. I was caught a bit off guard but my T78 was up to the task. I dropped into third and took off, flew by the Cayenne and when I stuck in into 4th I pulled away easy. Then something happened, it sounded like a horrible loud fart. My car pretty much fell and I backed off. All my temps were good; engine is revving well, its holding vacuum, what gives? So I baby my FD home and when I open the engine bay, two of my couplers blew off. I was just pushing 16psi, but that scared the **** out of me.

 

Haha.

Wonder what the Porsche was thinking? He just wasted more gas than we do when we floor it.

Glad to hear everything's okay, though. Reminds me of when one of my alternator belts broke... nearly shat myself...