| Martin Jiang |
1991 coupe | |
I was driving on the highway this morning to work. Evrything is normal and I was at 65 mph cruising speed on a highway with no
shoulder which I drove hundreds of times. Suddenly a metal ball (about 8 inch in width)was rolling out of no where going under
my car!!
I have a 1½" dropped car and the first thing I though was, #$%#, there goes my transmission, Remus muffler. Whatever's
under there. My car suddenly lose balance and act like the ball was stuck under the car and grinding the ground. I pull over to
stop and check it myself, thank god! It's only a tire blow out but my factory wheel is bented. And the ball is gone! Then I saw
the ball right in the middle of the highway and a Civic drove right over it, lost balance and BANG!! Hit the sidewall.
Who the $%%$ left a metal ball in the middle of the highway!!!! All I can say is, I am glad that I just got a bent wheel and a
blown tire. Drive safely!
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| Jeremy Patches |
1991 coupe | |
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A friend of mine just bought a new Ford Contour SVT. I know, I know, how could I let a friend buy something other than a Legend?
Well, I tried to get him to buy a sweet 95 Coupe, but he got a really good deal on the SVT. Anyway we were out driving around, and
decided to see how the two cars compared. So far I've only put an Akimoto intake and copper plugs in my 91 Coupe 5-speed (116k
miles). We didn't race from a dead stop, but we messed around on the hiway and did some rolling starts (I've still got my winter
tires on, and a dead start leads to nothing but a bunch of tire smoke). From 20-60 mph, I pulled about 2-3 car lengths, from 60-90
mph he started pulling back up to me maybe to within 1½ car lenghts, then it was all over from there to 120 mph. I blew him
off the road. At least 5 car lengths by 120 mph. I also had a huge advantage when downshifting at 65 mph and accelerating up to
100 mph or so. My 5th - 3rd drop just kicks *ss! I really didn't want to test handling out too much, my springs and struts don't
get here until weds. But I can already tell I'll be no match for him. All in all the Contour is pretty damn impressive, considering
it's bone stock and he only paid $19k for it.
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| Mark Miglietta |
1993 coupe | |
The same day I registered my car name, I got into a terrible accident involving me, 3 of my friends, my car, black ice, a
telephone pole, and a pine tree. The accident is very upsetting to me, but me and my friends only suffered minor damage,
and are ok. Here's how the story goes:
I was driving around town the entire day doing errands and then went out that night. There was no ice anywhere in Southington
the entire day. I drove up a street that one of my friends lived on to see if she was home. While driving on the poorly lit,
poorly taken care of, cursed only icy street in town, I saw a shine in front of the car and swerved out of the way, but my rear
tires still hit the ice and slid, putting the car out of control. The car took out a telephone pole (split it into 2 pieces) at
the same time it half-wedged a pine tree. The tree was pushed down by the weight of the car, but then sprung back up - rolling
the car over upside down, impaling it on the 3 ft stump of the telephone pole. (It turns out that the pole was old or previously
damaged and was being supported by a secondary pole which I also knocked down) If you saw my poor baby- destroyed and impaled on
that pole, you wouldn't believe that any 4 of us were alive today - its a miracle.
That was absolutely the worst night of my entire life, but thank God for seatbelts, airbags, and Acura durability. My poor baby
was destroyed though. Let me tell you a little about her. She was a 93 Legend GS coupe, yes GS - you won't find it listed anywhere
on paper, and only a few Acura dealers and specialists I have spoken to have heard of this kind of car. It was very very rare.
Canterbury Green, Type II engine, TCS, heated seats, gold symbols, wood-grain kit, and GS rims. You know, the works and all stock.
Best of all, it had a six speed manual transmission.
Most people would say it was an LS, including one of the dealers I spoke to, until I gave him my VIN number, after which he
stuttered "Where the hell did you find this car?!?!?!?" Anyway, I loved that car so much, but now she's dead. I am currently looking
for another beauty with the same specs, but I doubt I'll find it with its rarity. The dealer said there probably weren't more than
1,000 like that ever made. My father bought my scrapped baby back from the insurance company, since most of the engine is still good
and he is a mechanic. So what I'm doing now is looking for another 2nd generation coupe to supe up. If it's an auto transmission, my
father said he'll put my old 6-speed tranny (still good) into it in a couple of years when I graduate college (as a present!). It
won't be the same, but I don't think I can do much about it. So, that's my story ....
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| Frank Bonincontri |
1991 coupe | |
My owners tale begins like this. The day I bought my '91 Legend coupe, I had to go back the next day to pick up my temp tags, they
gave me a dealer tag to throw in the window and I drove off. Well, the next day, on my way to the dealership to recieve my tags, I'm
headed down Pulaski Highway and I see a cop in my rear view. I wasn't speeding because I know they enforce radar almost everyday and
the speed limit is 65 mph so it isn't that bad. But why is he pulling me over?
I drive onto the shoulder and park. The cop walks over to my window and says "License and registration."
I am 20 years old so I knew he was going to make some remark. Well he goes "Ummm, nice car. Very nice. Is this yours?"
I say "Yes, it is."
He looks it up and down and says "Sure about that?"
I was real pissed now, so I go, "Ummm,ummm, hell yeah it is!"
"Don't get smart!!!" he says, and goes into his squad car to check me out. He walks back over and tosses my liscense in my window
and onto my lap. I sat there shaking my head and getting more mad by the second. Then he says "Do you have any proof this is your
car, if it is?"
I said yes, but he insisted on that I had stole it. Well then he wanted to know why I had dealer tags.
I said "Because I'm going to the dealership to get my temps!" Well to finish this story off, I got a police escort to the
dealership to pick up my tags and show them bank statements that I had bought the car!!!!
Moral of the story? Cops definitley start trippin' when you got a nice ride!!!!!! It's called JEALOUSY!
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