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720 bhp. Toyota Supra. Need we say more?
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Every owner brags about his car - especially the ones that modify their machines. And Ranjit Sundarmurthy is no exception, we have to say. Ranjit carried on about his Supra - he had told us that we'd feel fear like never before; we'd see death in the face if we drive with our hearts and not our heads... it sounded like we were making an appointment with the Grim Reaper himself.
Since we'd driven this car a few months back, and it was fast then, we knew the man was bragging - we definitely had held it in reign and never had a scary moment. That time, the 1997 Supra had been modified to a level known as a BPU++ (Basic Performance Upgrade Plus), to produce around 460 bhp; seriously impressive and worthy of respect as we had found out. The car had a four-inch racing exhaust system, high pressure fuel pumps and a GReddy boost cut controller, among several other bits and pieces bunged in. But importantly, the small `pea shooter' turbos were stock and so was the fuel injection system.
In the days gone past, Ranjit has been busy, we find out, and the Supra has now reached the so-called Advanced Performance Upgrade stage. A single, large dual ball bearing turbo, the T 67, a larger titanium 4.5-inch drag spec exhaust, braided fuel lines and a Boostlogic fuel kit that includes a high-flow fuel rail and 820cc injectors are now part of the kit. And the new performance figures speak for themselves - the car's power at a 1.5 bar boost is in the region of 720 bhp! Seven hundred and twenty bhp... absurdly powerful, especially when the dude's name is Sundarmurthy, not Schumacher.
Acceleration came like a ton of dynamite - BOOM! And stayed there, like the shove you'd experience off a Solid Rocket Booster. It distorted vision, thumped the wind out of our lungs and turned the road ahead into putty. It was as scary as an amusement park ride and the scariest part is that you are in control — or you think you are. This was the kind of stuff that makes one lose hair in a hurry and all this drama was accompanied by a sharp release of air from the twin blow-off valves — the dragon's breath itself.
Did we corner the car? Well, we could barely keep it straight, and each of the 720 horses made its presence felt through the seat of the pants and whitened knuckles gripping the steering wheel. This was definitely not the car you'd want to drive to work. Come to think of it, this is not a car that you'd want to drive after work either. Did we meet the Grim Reaper then? No - we suddenly decided to cancel that appointment... and drive with our heads.
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