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Originally Posted by jhv48

Maybe it's just me, but I have a 2011 Shelby GT 500 Mustang with plenty of power (550 hp) and a nice fuel injected engine with 100,000 mile reliability. The wife drives it to work every day.

I bought the cobra to assault my senses! I want it to be raw, powerful, smelly, cantankerous, uncomfortable, a gas guzzler. I don't want the best fuel economy. I don't want yards and yards of electrical connections in my engine compartment. I don't want a muffled exhaust note so I can talk to my passenger. I want low end torque. I want simplicity, not complexity. Every time I start it up, I want to wonder what is going to go wrong this time. I want my balls to feel the firing pulses when it does start. I want to have to feather the throttle to keep it running because I have no choke to smooth things out. I want to be completely involved in the actual driving experience not just going through the motions. I want to feel the tires start to slip as I corner just a hair above their limit. I want to catch the rear end before it decides to become the front end. I want to be deafened by the sidepipes when I do put my foot into the carburetor. I want to arrive at my destination alive and all tingly with excitement. I want to be able to tinker with the engine, adjust the carburetor, set the timing, change the sparkplugs just for the heck of it.

Basically, my cobra takes me back to a time when cars were simple and raw, and it took all your skill and attention to drive and control them. There were no electrical nannies to make sure you didn't overstep your ability. If you got too enthusiastic, you paid for it either with a learning experience or a trip to the body shop.

That's why I will never put a Coyote engine under the hood of my cobra!

If I want to be bored, I drive the wife's car!

But, that's just me!

What a silly diatribe about nothing.