#CTS Turbo

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NEW 900whp Capable BMW S58 Stage 2+ Turbos from CTS Turbo

Vivid Racing is excited to introduce the latest addition to our performance lineup: CTS Turbo’s Stage 2+ Turbocharger Kit engineered specifically for the BMW S58 platform. This groundbreaking release signifies a fusion of CTS Turbo’s expertise in turbo projects and our commitment to delivering top-notch performance solutions to enthusiasts worldwide. Specifically X3M, X4M, M2, M3, and M4 S58 drivers.

CTS Turbo’s Stage 2+ kit represents a leap forward in turbocharger technology, leveraging insights from previous projects to optimize performance while maintaining factory fitment. Through meticulous transient flow analysis and flow bench testing, CTS Turbo’s engineers have fine-tuned the twin-scroll turbine housing, ensuring peak efficiency without compromising stock fitment or location. This innovative approach allows for seamless integration with OEM wastegates, enabling the use of stock fitment downpipes, intakes, and charge pipes while delivering an impressive power output ranging between 825whp to 900whp*. Could you image that?! 850whp to a family X5M… These are mental gains.

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Installation is a breeze with CTS Turbo’s Stage 2+ kit, requiring no custom parts or complicated modifications. Simply transfer your factory wastegates, high-performance downpipes, intake, and charge pipes during the install, utilizing all factory installation hardware and gaskets for a hassle-free process.

Featuring brand-new turbochargers and large inlet pipes, CTS Turbo’s Stage 2+ kit eliminates the need for cores to be sent in or purchased separately. Each turbocharger undergoes rigorous VSR balancing, exceeding OE tolerances with upgraded heavy-duty bearings and thrust washers to ensure both power and reliability on the road.

With turbochargers designed to move substantial air at lower boost levels, CTS Turbo’s Stage 2+ kit offers a perfect balance of power and reliability, providing enthusiasts with consistent performance, whether on the track or during spirited drives.

Experience the thrill of uncompromised power and reliability with Vivid Racing’s introduction of CTS Turbo’s Stage 2+ kit for the BMW S58 platform. Elevate your driving experience and unlock the true potential of your vehicle today.

*Power output may vary based on vehicle modifications and tuning.

Are you looking to make 900whp from your BMW S58 platform?

The aftermarket development for the S58 is getting stronger what seems to be daily. With the introduction on the lastest BMW G87 M2 and more BMW X5M models hitting the road, the S58 isn’t gatekept by the G80/G82 any longer. Here are some of our favorite mods that will pair exceptionally well with this all-new CTS Turbo Stage 2+ Turbo Kit.

1. CSF Cooling WCAC Intake Manifold BMW S58 2020-2023

Introducing the CSF by PWR BMW S58 WCAC Intake Manifold – the ultimate cooling solution for BMW enthusiasts seeking peak performance. Crafted with industry-leading expertise from CSF and PWR, this manifold combines innovation, reliability, and durability to push the limits of BMW cooling technology.

Handcrafted and professionally TIG welded in the USA, the WCAC manifold boasts CNC machined billet aluminum and a bar & plate core for unmatched craftsmanship and durability. Its design replaces the OEM plastic manifold, allowing for higher boost pressures and increased structural rigidity. The bar & plate core maximizes heat dissipation, reducing intake air temperatures by up to 30°F compared to OEM.

Featuring top feed port injection, Nitrous/Methanol injection ports, and integrated vacuum and parameter pads, the WCAC manifold offers versatility and easy access for maintenance. Plus, included in the kit is the KIYLEX Thermal Rejection Manifold Spacer, lowering intake manifold temperatures by up to 15%.

Ready to unleash your BMW’s potential? The CSF by PWR BMW S58 WCAC Intake Manifold is a drop-in application with all necessary hardware and instructions for easy installation. Upgrade with confidence and experience the unfair advantage in cooling technology.

2. CSF High-Performance Engine Oil Cooler G8X M2 | M3 | M4 2021+

The CSF BMW F8X M3/M4/M2C High-Performance Engine Oil Cooler – the latest addition to CSF’s renowned G8X Cooling Suite. Designed to address the limitations of the factory oil cooler under aggressive driving conditions, this cooler ensures peak performance without compromising on fitment or reliability.

Crafted with CSF’s AC Condenser Technology, the oil cooler features a 1-Row Super-High Pressure 32mm 10-Channel Microtube for optimal oil flow and maximum surface area contact. Its 8mm tall multi-louvered fin design surpasses OEM standards, providing superior cooling performance for motorsports enthusiasts and track teams pushing over 800 horsepower.

Maintaining factory mounting locations and dimensions, the oil cooler seamlessly integrates with existing ducting and shrouds, requiring no modifications for installation. Additionally, a rock guard enhances durability, protecting against road debris and potential damage.

CSF’s commitment to performance is evident in the track-tested design of the G8X Engine Oil Cooler, as demonstrated by Velocity Performance’s Time Attack G82 M4, which achieved multiple 1st place finishes and set class records in the Ontario Time Attack series.

Key Features:

8mm Tall Multi-Louvered Fin for enhanced cooling efficiency

Utilizes CSF’s AC Condenser Technology for optimal oil flow

OEM-style inlet/outlet connections for seamless integration

Drop-in fit requires no modifications for installation

2-Year Limited Warranty ensures peace of mind

Ideal for road racing, drag racing, and high-performance vehicles

Fitment:

BMW G80 M3 (incl. Competition) – 6MT & ZF8 Auto 2021+

BMW G82/G83 M4 (incl. Competition & CSL) – 6MT & ZF8 Auto 2021+

BMW G81 M3 (incl. Competition) – 6MT & ZF8 Auto 2022+

BMW G87 M2 (incl. Competition) – 6MT & ZF8 Auto 2022+

Upgrade your BMW G8X with confidence and experience the unmatched cooling performance of the CSF BMW F8X Engine Oil Cooler.

3. CSF Radiators High-performance Front Mount Heat Exchanger BMW G80 M3 | BMW G82 | G83 M4 2021+

Introducing the BMW G8X M3/M4 High-Performance Front Mount Heat Exchanger (CSF #8215) – the ultimate cooling solution designed to enhance performance and reduce intake air temperatures (IATs) for maximum engine efficiency.

Key Features:

2-Row, 42mm Ultra-High-Performance Core for superior cooling efficiency

6.5mm Tall Multi-Louvered Fin with CSF’s Exclusive B-Tube Technology for optimized airflow

CNC Machined Mounting Brackets and OEM Style “Quick Connect” Inlet/Outlet for easy installation

100% All Aluminum TIG-Welded Construction ensures durability and reliability

Includes Black Rock Guards (upper and lower) & Transmission Cooler Mounting Kit for added protection and versatility

True Plug-and-Play “Drop-in Fit” Installation requires no modifications for seamless integration

Tested and Proven by CSF’s Global Network of R&D Partners, including leading Time Attack Teams, Tuners, and Turbo Kit Manufacturers

2-Year Limited Warranty for peace of mind

1-Hour “Mirror Finish” Hand Polish for a premium aesthetic appeal

Fitment:

BMW G80 M3 2021+ (incl. Competition) 6MT & ZF8 Auto

BMW G82 | G83 M4 2021+ (incl. Competition) 6MT & ZF8 Auto

Upgrade your BMW G8X with confidence and experience the superior cooling performance of the CSF High-Performance Front Mount Heat Exchanger.

4. Eventuri Black Gloss or Matte Carbon Intake System V2 BMW G8X M2 | M3 | M4

The revised G8X M3/M4 Intake system, engineered for seamless compatibility with the CSL Strut brace and designed to deliver exceptional performance gains.

Key Performance Metrics:

Performance Gain: 13-18hp, 12-16ft-lb (Stock Tune)

Turbo Inlet Area Increased up to 160%

Filtration Area Increased up to 40%

This redesigned intake system represents the culmination of extensive research and development efforts, ensuring compatibility with high-powered builds exceeding 1000hp. Featuring custom-made filters housed in patented Venturi housings, the system optimizes airflow while minimizing pressure loss and maintaining low inlet temperatures.

The intake’s carbon fiber construction guarantees durability and reliability, with 100% pre-preg carbon fiber ensuring a smooth internal surface for uninterrupted airflow.

Key Features:

2 x Carbon Fiber Patented Venturi Filter Housings

2 x Bespoke High Flow Dry Cone Filters

2 x Carbon Fiber Inlet Ducts

Carbon Fiber Intake Tube

2 Thermoplastic Turbo Inlets

Laser Cut Stainless Steel Brackets

Custom Flexible Hose

CNC Machined Bracket Mounts and Reinforcement Rings

  5. VRP BMW M3 | M4 G8x Titanium Valvetronic Catback Exhaust With 102mm Tips

The VR Performance Titanium Exhaust for the BMW M3 G80 and M4 G82 is the ultimate upgrade to unlock the full potential of your vehicle.

Key Highlights:

Full titanium construction

Weighs only 42lbs, cutting 38lbs compared to the factory exhaust

3-inch piping diameter eliminates back pressure for exceptional power gains

Retains factory valvetronic functions for customizable driving experience

Designed with precision fitment using 3D scanning and CAD technology

Quick and easy installation with no modifications required

102mm titanium tips for an aggressive tone

The VR Performance exhaust system offers unparalleled performance enhancement by significantly reducing back pressure and optimizing exhaust flow. Constructed from lightweight yet durable titanium, it sheds weight while improving engine efficiency.

With pie-cut bends for smooth flow and factory valvetronic functionality, the exhaust delivers both power and versatility. Whether you’re cruising through the neighborhood or pushing the limits on the track, the VR Performance exhaust ensures an enhanced driving experience.

Upgrade your BMW M3 G80 or M4 G82 with confidence and experience the power of VR Performance.

6. Active Autowerke Downpipes BMW S58

The Active Autowerke Signature down pipe utilizes 3 inch diameter stainless steel piping to provide more power, quicker spool, and extreme durability. We’ve incorporated stainless flex joints and then down to 70mm to meet the OEM exhaust system. We never drop the diameter to smaller than the stock diameter of 70mm.

The GESi G-Sport Ultra High Output Catalytic Converter features full 304 stainless steel construction, including the substrate. GESi UHO-Series Catalytic Converters are EPA registered and compliant in 49 states and fully OBD2 compliant, perfect for use on 1996 and newer vehicles. GESi proprietary precious metal loading technology ensures greatly reduced emissions, eliminating most “Check Engine Lights”. These high flow catalytic converters outperform stock converters and provide a reliable solution to the most common catalytic converter problems.

Features:

NO CEL when using these downpipes

GESI EPA registered high flow and fully OBD2 compliant

The most advanced cats produced by GESI today

Casted upper stainless steel V-Band for precise fitment

4.50″ diameter piping allows for maximum power output

Quicker turbo spool

Rated for 500 to 850 hp applications per cat

Withstands up to 1500 F

Can reach operational efficiency within 9 seconds of startup

Easily bolts-on 2013 no cutting or welding required

Durable construction from TIG welded 304 stainless steel

Precise fitment

Ultra high flow 400 cell per square inch catalyst

EPA compliant for use on OBD2 vehicles (1996 and newer) except in California

304 stainless steel substrate is furnace braised to the mantle for outstanding durability

GESI proprietary precious metal loading technology ensures greatly reduced emissions

Ideal for Forced Induction Applications with no loss of HP

Both passengers and drivers are safe from harmful emissions and noise

Covered by 5 Year / 50,000 Mile Warranty (on catalytic converter)

Made in Miami, Florida

#BMW #BMW M3 #BMW M4 #BMW S58 upgrades #CTS Turbo #M2 #S58 Turbo Kit #x3m #x4m

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Found in Manchester, CT Savers.

#thrifting #shiftythrifting #submission #ct #TURBO WEDGIE #leotard (allegedly) #appliances

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The Iconics

#Quadra Turbo-R V-Tech #Quadra Turbo #Yaiba Kusanagi #Yaiba Kusanagi CT-3X #Vehicles Of Night City #Vehicle Pairings #Cyberpunk 2077 #Cyberpunk2077 #Cyberpunk 2077 Photo Mode #Cyberpunk 2077 Photomode #Virtual Photography

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#CADDILAC #CTS-V #TWIN TURBO

[kasperl-ruprecht]

Last month I lost my sister to cancer. Mel never had it easy being born with Nauger’s Syndrome, a series of skeletal and cranio-facial anomalies developed during birth. She was literally 1 in 26,000,000 if the odds my brother calculated were correct. When she was a kid she had her lower jaw broken every other year between ages 7 to 17 in order to stretch it out to get a better seal. She had to deal with me as her brother, not to mention the eight other siblings in the “yours, mine, and ours” situation that was our family. In 2013 she was diagnosed with breast cancer. She beat it then but would have to get a double mastectomy to excise it. I miss her.

Where some would let that make them bitter and withdrawn, that never occurred to my sister. She was the kindest soul I ever knew. She saw her time was short off the bat and wasted no time with getting preoccupied with “how things should be” and instead making things happen. She spent her life doing volunteer work with Riley’s Children Hospital’s Camp About Face, a summer camp for other children with cranio-facial anomalies. First as a camper, then as a counselor, and then staff. All the while finishing High School in three years, getting a degree in Journalism, and then getting a degree on Social Work; not to mention all the people she would meet up with going from Illinois, to Indiana, back to Illinois, to Wisconsin, to Washington, back to Wisconsin, to Minnesota, to California, back to Minnesota and everywhere in between. Heck, she even learned to knit without proper thumbs, the joints were fused except at the base of the thumb. Kind of like an Iguanadon. She was due to start working as a Social Worker at Riley’s on May 1rst; probably the closest thing to a dream job she had. Keep in mind she was living in Minnesota and interviewing for a job in Indiana all the while packing and testing to qualify as Social Worker in both states. My father and I helped her move out on the weekend of April 15th, the week of her 40th birthday.

That is unfortunately when things went south. The weekend of May 1rst she was admitted to the ER in Madison Wisconsin after having trouble breathing and palpitations. They drained about 1.75 liters of fluid from her lungs. The fluid tested positive for cancer. On Thursday May 18th she was on her way to the UW Hospital for testing and she couldn’t keep conscious on the drive up and had my brother drive her the rest of the way. The performed a CT scan and gave us devastating news. The breast cancer had gone metastatic and had migrated from her chest into her skull and was swirling around in the blood brain barrier in her skull. The diagnosis was terminal. It was non-operable. It would be like going to a beach and trying to sift out every black grain of sand.

I was and still am furious about this. She had done NOTHING to deserve this. NOTHING. Yet even with being told that death was immanent she kept up a brave face and kept planning like things were going to be okay. Listing and planning how to inform all the family and friends what was going on, especially her friends over at Camp about Face who she was devastated she would not get to see again.

To try to keep here mind off things I offered to make her a Battlemech, I recommended the Hammerhead. It’s initial release was used to drum up fundraising for Melissa Noe of Iron Winds Metals who had been diagnosed with lung and brain cancer. She liked the idea and selected the colors. Metallic purple, green, silver, and black. She was able to pick out the specific silver before she left, Turbo Dork’s Sparkle Motion. I was able to show her the miniature assembled, textured, and primed on the afternoon of May 23rd. She loved it. She was a little groggy that day as they had elected to give her radio-logical chemo to try to keep the cancer at bay for a little while longer. You wouldn’t exactly be the most balanced when your brain is simultaneously strangled by cancer and irradiated by chemo. Yet there she was, meeting me at a combination yarn store and coffee shop like nothing was wrong.

Unfortunately this was the last time I would see her in anything approaching “normal”. That night after her second round of chemo she fell on her way back to the hotel. Thankfully my father was there to catch her before she hit the pavement. They immediately went to the ER. That was the beginning of the end.

I got a test at 1:30pm on May 24th telling me I needed to get to the ER as my sister was not likely going to make it through the night. I made it to the ER by 2pm and saw my sister in intense pain but still keeping up a brave front. Her mind was still there but she had difficulty keeping up conversation as between the pain and pain killers she had difficulty focusing. The pressure from the cancer had also made it impossible to see beyond about three feet. We talked a little and did whatever I could to comfort her. At 4:30pm the doctors increased her pain killers and she was able to finally get some rest.

At 5:47pm May 24th 2023 my Father had realized she had passed on.

To try to work through my sorrow I worked on the Hammerhead I promised her. I think she would have loved the name of the purple I used to edge highlight the base metallic purple, “Purl Grey” by Turbo Dork. She really enjoyed Star Trek, we all did, so I think she would have loved the pun.

I was and still am devastated. Her funeral was this past Saturday, June 10th. Life will never quite be the same again. So many people were there. Her fellow campers from Bradford Woods and Camp about Face, the California Cousins, to her deep and wonderful crew from Minnesota. Those wonderful maniacs had paid to have us lodged up in Minneapolis for a “Melebration” the week before.

 There will forever be a void in myself but with a little luck I may grow around it. At the very least I can do no less than to push forward and power on like my sister. “Deal with it” is probably what she would tell me. She was the textbook example of the person who has it worse than you. I could never really ever complain over much as she always had it worse than me.

Yet she always persevered. Never daunted, never tiring, always moving forward to her goals irregardless of her struggles. She had little time and knew that she had to use what little time she had to get shit done. When she was born it was not known if she would live to 30 with her condition according to medical science of the time. She beat that by 10 years and it took apocalyptic cancer to take her down. I cannot and will not dwell on her loss, it is not what she would have wanted. I guess this is the ecstasy and terror of life. She would want me, us, to push forward. Be glad she was here, remember her in life, and push forward like a freight train going full tilt toward a better future.

Forgive me for the long winded and excessively personal post but I needed to articulate this to work my way through things.

#Kasperl IRL #Mel #RIP #Hammerhead #Battletech #MechWarrior #2023

[seeker-of-truth]

VERENA SOTO

So post 2.0 some things about my gorl changed. Figured it was high time I updated her profile, enjoy!

BASICS

AGE: 27 during game

DOB: June 10, 2049

ETHNICITY: American Latina

GENDER: female

PRONOUNS: she/her

SEXUALLY: Queer, uninterested in labels

NICKNAMES: V, Rena (reserved for the people closest to her), Rennie (childhood)

BIRTH PLACE: Wellsprings, Heywood, NC

HEIGHT: 5'6"

WEIGHT: 138 lbs

LANGUAGES SPOKEN: English almost exclusively, some Spanish picked up from around the home.

BODY TYPE: Think super featherweight boxer during off-season || ex: Alycia Baumgardner || Strong but with curves and softness – still a round-faced queen tho

HAIR COLOR:  natural - very dark brown || During her corpo days, she keeps it gray as a small form of self-expression, always pulled back into a tight bun. || After Konpeki she wants to feel in control of her body again and dyes it canary yellow and cuts her hair to a shoulder-length mullet to make the shaving Vik had to do to save her life look more intentional — both the cut and color stick.

EYE COLOR: Kiroshi optics designed to look identical to her natural deep brown eyes.

CYBERWARE: EMP Threading || Contraceptive Implant || Neural Link || 2 Chip Slots || Interface Plug || Auxiliary Netrunning Interface Plug || Smart Link || Raven Microcybernetics Syn-Lungs || Arasaka Cyberleg || NetWatch Netdriver MK.1 Cyberdeck || Modified Arasaka Self-Ice || Kiroshi Sentry Optics || Kendachi Monowire || MoorE Technologies Bionic Joints || Dynalar Universal Booster || Militech Revulsor Reflex Tuner || Dynalar Subdermal Armor || Kang Tao Optical Camo || Zetatech Pain Editor || MedTech Biomonitor || Zetatech Reinforced Tendons || FIA Behavioral Imprint-Synced Faceplate

CLASS: What I’ve taken to calling the “Buff Netrunner” - mostly relies on combat hacking but will physically mess you up if you get too close.

WEAPONS: her main weapons are a Tsunami Nue with a discontinued XC-10 Alecto Silencer and her monowire || she will often carry a non-silenced tech pistol on gigs, after giving Johnny his Malorian back she takes to using her old Arasaka JKE-X2 Kenshin (he totally gets her a 3516 after everything tho) || On Jobs that look to be messy, she will take a Kang Tao G-58 Dian as an insurance policy.

VEHICLES: a Yaiba Kusanagi CT-3X is her daily driver || she also has a Quadra Turbo-R V-Tech for the days ya just need a car || (Johnny's Porsche is returned to him and Jackie’s ARCH is kept in the penthouse and taken out twice a year)

PERSONALITY

Extremely guarded, likes to keep her thoughts and feelings private, feels embarrassed when her feelings spill out || Patient to a fault. has the world's longest fuse to a very big explosion || all icy, calculated fire || slow to trust but once she does, she considers that person to be family || will go to the ends of the earth to protect the people she loves || sarcastic || can be very ridged || highly empathetic, and will try to get people to better situations, regardless of the cost || will lie to get the best possible outcome || loves living in Night City || good with words, has learned to talk her way out of most situations || reserved, hates being approached  || feels like her life happens to her a lot and is desperate for control 

FAMILY HISTORY 

MOTHER: Diana Soto – alive, estranged

FATHER: Mario Soto – alive, estranged

Both of her parents were regular blue-collar workers, her mother is a machinist, and her father a welder. They had met in passing as she was dropping off parts at the mechanic shop he was working at and quickly fell in love, getting married and having Verena not long after.

Her relationship with them was always strained as they were both very closed off with their emotions with her. Because of that and being an only child, she never communicated with them well, eventually closing herself off to them completely.

CHILDHOOD - TEENS

2056 - At the age of 7 the standardized tests given to students flagged her as having an aptitude for netrunning so she was placed in an exclusive boarding school in Charter Hill as part of a special outreach program sponsored by Night Corp. She excelled at her studies but struggled to make friends as most of her peers were the children of corpos. She spent summers back at home with her parents and seeing the difference in the quality of life had an effect on her, jading her to NC as she aged. Her parents were ecstatic at the thought of their child having a better life than them, so failure became something that was severely punished.

2060 - By the time she was in middle school she had a small but close-knit group of friends, both from corps backgrounds and backgrounds like her. She was fiercely protective of them and got in multiple fights defending them from the same bullying she had received.

2064 - When not studying she became very interested in edgerunning, specifically solos, but rockerboy culture as well. She liked the inherent rebellion they represented and wished she could do the same. But she knew that she would disappoint her parents if she strayed from the path she was on. She would listen to records and read about the legends of NC under her blankets at night.

2065 - At 16 she was chipped with her professional ports, she viewed them as the final seal in the life that she was going to live, like it or not. As an act of rebellion, she shaved her head and got multiple ear piercings. She was reprimanded by the school, an action that brought her parent's fists down on her as well. During the summer she would often sneak into clubs and bars to get away from her home environment.

2067 - She graduated with high enough grades that she was able to attend NCU on a full ride where she majored in Cybersecurity with a focus on Offensive Hacking. She looks back on her time there fondly as she met more like-minded people, many of whom pushed her to express herself more. She joined a small band as a guitarist. Eventually entering a relationship with the bassist – Sara. It was a very toxic relationship and they both treated each other like shit. V’s generally guarded nature closed her off the deeper in the relationship she got.

20’S

2070 - The unification war caused the university to push its students through faster, so she graduated a year early and immediately started looking for a job, not wanting to disappoint her parents.

July 2070 - With Arasaka now back in Night City they were doing massive hiring and V managed to get her foot in the door in the Counter Intelligence Division – Branch 3.

August 2070 - After an internal incident her bosses found her to be adept at espionage (both traditional and corporate), so they sent her to do black ops work with a small crew in South America for approximately a year and a half. During this time, she honed her skill with a pistol.

October 2072 - leaves to spend 11 months in Rio De Janeiro tracking a “terrorist” cell. Her team eventually took out the group after she was captured on a solo reconnaissance mission and interrogated/tortured for over a week.

September 2073 - Rio traumatized her and she crawled into herself and didn’t want to return to work so Arasaka wanted to drop her, Jenkins saw her skills as exploitable and invited her to stay in office. During this time, she became estranged from her parents.

June 2074 - Meets Jackie at the Mexican border, he saves her ass by helping her extract an agent.

July 2076 - Moves into the Wells household.

Mid-January 2077 - Konpeki Plaza Heist

End of May 2077 - I, Pre Defined Starts

#oc: verena soto #there's honestly not a lot of changes to her but the ones there are important to meeeee #also CDPR can fuck off with that V is 23 bs #and yeah she has og male V's b-day because I need her to be a gemini not a libra lol #cw: violence #cw: torture #cw: child abuse #(alluded to)

[frenchcurious]

Brochure Française 1992 - Citroen XM Turbo CT. photo Olivier Soustelle. - source Heikki Siponen.

#citroën

[vividracing]

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CTS Turbo - VW MK8 GTI EVO4 BOV (Blow Off Valve) Kit Now Available

With this Blow-off valve kit, CTS Turbo has manufactured a must-have upgrade for owners of the 2022 – 2023 VW MK8 GTI. CTS understands that stock BOVs face issues like torn diaphragms, cracked plastic, and electrical malfunctions frequently which is why they designed this one with features like robust piston design, which guarantees longevity, easy installation, full serviceability, an impressive auditory experience, and excellent value. This kit is plug-and-play with no additional wiring required, so it is very stress-free to install. CTS designed the kit to compatibly and seamlessly integrate with all factory electronics so once installed it won’t trigger any check engine lights.

Crafted from billet construction, this is the kit that will bring significant improvements in turbocharger response, throttle performance, turbo spooling, and overall performance, and reduce turbo lag. In addition to all that, the thing that we think you will enjoy the most is the thrilling sound that comes with a blow-off valve. The CTS Turbo EVO4 BOV Kit provides that satisfying and distinctive “whoosh” and “flutter” sound when you shift gears or lift off the throttle, adding excitement to your driving experience.

Click Here to Buy this Blow Off Valve Kit for Your Volkswagen GTI Mk8 2022-2023

Features:

Enhanced Turbocharger Response: Reduce turbo lag and improve throttle response.

Satisfying Blow-Off Valve Sound: Enjoy the distinctive “whoosh” and “flutter” sound.

Precision Engineering: Designed for a perfect fit and straightforward installation with no additional wiring required

Fully compatible with OE electronics.

Quality Craftsmanship: Built to the highest standards of durability and precision using T6061 billet aluminum.

Black anodized stealth finish

Fully serviceable piston design

Substantial reliability improvement over OE

Compact design fits into tight spots easily

#Blow Off Valve #CTS Turbo #Volkswagen #Volkswagen GTI Mk8 upgrades

[lamaenthel]

Tivaevae | Chapter Twelve: Binding

Still struggling to emotionally recover from Master Obi-Wan's deception, Ahsoka discovers in the aftermath that twelve-year-old Boba Fett has been locked up among adults in the Republic Judiciary Central Detention Center. After convincing Chancellor Palpatine to grant him a pardon, she manages to secure his release on the condition that she serve as his legal guardian. Now, with the help of Master Plo and the Wolfpack, she vows to help him track down what family he has left.

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Fandom: Star Wars Characters: Ahsoka Tano, Boba Fett, Plo Koon, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Mace Windu, Kanan Jarrus, Sheev Palpatine | Darth Sidious, CT-27-5555 | ARC-5555 | Fives, CC-1119 | Appo, Dexter Jettster, FLO | WA-7 (Star Wars), Shaak Ti, ARC Commander Blitz (Star Wars), CT-6922 | Dogma, Original Clone Trooper Character(s) (Star Wars), CC-3636 | Wolffe, Clone Trooper Sinker (Star Wars), Clone Trooper Comet (Star Wars), CC-2224 | Cody, CT-5597 | Jesse, CT-4860 | Boost, Aurra Sing, Tobias Beckett, Null-11 | Ordo Skirata, Kal Skirata, Original Mandalorian Characters (Star Wars), Original Droid Characters (Star Wars), Original Jedi Character(s) (Star Wars) Total Word Count: 123,000 Chapter Word Count: 8,013 Chapter Summary: Ahsoka, Boba, Obi-Wan and Cody arrive on Corellia and travel to the small village of Bockrin to finally meet Boba's mother.

It was easy to forget that Corellia wasn't the ecumenopolis that Coruscant was when all that was ever spoken of were its urban shipyards and corrupt cities. Ninety percent of the global population resided in one of the five massive urban sprawls, but there were still a great many rural settlements on the planet. After they arrived at the spaceport, the group took two subtrams and a turbo-train and finally arrived in Bockrin; a rural village nestled in the warm, temperate rainforest an hour east of Coronet City. Demographic reports stated it was primarily populated by Mandalorians, and not the kind that ascribed to Satine's philosophy; Ahsoka heard the gentle vibration of the locals' beskar'gam ringing in the Force even before stepping off the turbo-train.

The village looked simple enough, with several blocks of wooden buildings and gravel roads that crunched pleasantly under their feet. Ahsoka could smell spicy, curried meat coming from the nearby cantina and ignored the way her stomachs rumbled. The locals looked at them suspiciously, their typical Mandalorian prejudice on clear display towards the two obvious Jedi in robes with lightsabers and clearly concerned for the young boy with two black eyes they escorted. Boba had changed into his flight suit but he had kept the black canvas jacket, which was short enough for the WESTAR-34 in his new holster to show.

Ahsoka made sure to hold his hand and stake a claim on her vod'ika lest he be forcibly adopted by one of the many well-meaning strangers in beskar who eyed them suspicously.

According to Kal Skirata's intel, Kaisa's homestead was about a fifteen-minute walk from the turbo-train station. The sun shone in their faces as they set off towards the treeline and walked the use-trail through the dense forest. Ahsoka had never seen anything quite like what was in the Bockrin valley; their trunks were skinny and covered in a thick layer of green moss with tiny red blossoms, and the leaves were large and five-pointed, plump like succulents, and hung in cascading strings from the trunk's crown like ribbons on a maypole that danced in the strong wind. The moss was incredibly prolific, as it grew down off the trees and onto the ground surrounding it, leaving only blue-striped ferns as the only other visible vegetation. Ahsoka heard the rumble of thunder in the distance, unfortunately in the direction they were heading, followed by a high pitched whine in her montrals with the change in air pressure. Insects buzzed in the moss, a high-pitched vibration that was almost mechanical.

"Did you hear the thunder?" Ahsoka asked the group. "Due west, probably a hundred kilometers."

"Great. We're walking right into it. And with this wind, it'll be here sooner rather than later." Cody had his bucket on but she knew the exact face he was making. His aura vibrated with chartreuse annoyance.

"Well, let's hope Kaisa will invite us to stay for latemeal," Obi-Wan quipped.

Ahsoka gritted her teeth. The wind was blowing the scent of Taarak's greasy little scent mark on Obi-Wan right in her face, as if she wasn't annoyed enough. Little biter had certainly gotten around, hadn't he?

Boba glanced over his shoulder at Ahsoka, his aura teal with concern-protection. He slowed down to pace her, a little over three strides back from Obi-Wan and Cody.

"What's the matter?" he asked.

Ahsoka raised a brow marking. "Nothing? Just trying to think of how to approach your mom without getting gutshot before we can introduce ourselves."

Boba snorted. "Yeah, right. You've been a bitch all day. Spill, ori'vod."

Ahsoka laughed quietly and shook her head. Boba's base aura was as vibrant green as she'd ever seen it, but it was staticky white around the edges with anxiety. She checked the wind again and verified that it would keep their conversation away from Obi-Wan and Cody. "I have to admit, I expected you to be more nervous about meeting her," she replied.

"Don't change the subject." Boba bonked her in the hip with his satchel. Robert nearly fell out of the flap he was peeking out of.

Ahsoka rolled her eyes. "Fine. I'm… I'm trying to get over it with Obi-Wan. Move on, be the bigger person. It's hard." It was a massive understatement, but not a lie.

"Kick him in the dick." Boba mimed the motion with a grin, his aura flaring gold with humor.

"No, Boba."

"I'll kick him for you?"

She rolled her eyes. "No. My Master actually told me to yell at him and get it out of my system, but I can't." Ahsoka shook her head.

"What do you mean, you can't?" he snorted. "Pussy."

"Ke'pirimpir gaht tay'briik," she retorted.

"Naysh gar." Boba stuck his tongue out at her.

"I… there's just no point." Ahsoka sighed. "I'm not like Anakin, that's not how I make myself feel better. Sometimes, yes, because even I can only take so much before I explode, but screaming at him almost a month later about how much he hurt my feelings isn't going to change anything. He already knows what he did. We just… have to keep walking forward, let the wound close. No looking back."

"Well, what'll help that happen, then?" Boba asked.

She opened her mouth to answer, then felt a tingle of warning slap her on the back of the head a half-second before the sound of a distant crack! rang out, far closer and sharper than the rumbling thunder. Obi-Wan's lightsaber ignited immediately and he swatted at the projectile.

It didn't deflect, it exploded. The sniper was using a slugthrower, and the shrapnel from the bullet flew everywhere.

Ahsoka and Cody leapt into action. She shoved Boba to the ground out of the line of fire and tossed her own saber forward, cutting through half a dozen skinny trees that didn't fall until after she recalled the saber to her hand. Cody unleashed a barrage of cover fire, crouching over his stunned General's prone form to protect him with his own body. Ahsoka lifted the trunks with the Force, pulled them towards the foursome, then dropped them in a pile on the path to give them cover. Cody moved off of Obi-Wan and fired over the logs towards the direction of the sniper, ducking often to keep his head out of range. Boba dove towards the log and backed him up, extending an arm up over the log and firing blindly.

Bright red blood bloomed above Obi-Wan's heart through his robes. Ahsoka ripped her outer robe off and pressed it down on the wound with shaking hands. "No, no, Bobi you're alright, it's okay, it's okay, you're okay–" She was whimpering like a wounded animal and didn't know how to stop, barely able to see him through the panicked sheen of tears welling up in her eyes. The coppery smell of his blood was so sharp that it overpowered everything else.

"Ahsoka," Obi-Wan coughed, his aura pale orange with pain-surprise. "Ahsoka, I'm–"

"It's okay, you're okay!" she said frantically. "Cody, Cody he needs a– he needs a plug and a patch, d-d-do you have, have a patch, he's–"

"Ahsoka!" Obi-Wan stared at her, his beautiful, gray-blue eyes round with shock. "It's just shrapnel, I'm fine!"

"Cody, help!" she sobbed. She pushed down harder. He couldn't die, not again, not again not right in front of her again, he couldn't he couldn't he couldn't–

"Ahsoka!" Obi-Wan gripped her face and rubbed hard at her temples with his thumbs, just like he had when she was a baby screaming at akul lilies. "I'm alright, mo nighean, I'm alright. Just breathe. Breathe deep, there we go. Shhh. I'm alright. It's just a flesh wound. I'm fine."

She shakily matched Obi-Wan's calm, deep breaths and saw that for the first time since his return, his aura was flush with a miserable shade of purple guilt-grief-shame. Another sharp crack! rang out; the bark directly above Cody's head exploded.

Ahsoka spun her head at the return of the mechanical whirring noise she'd mistaken for insects and realized that it was emanating from a small, hovering drone that had been painted the same green as the verdant moss. A small, rotating barrel unfolded from the drone and began to spin up. She lifted one hand and crushed it with the Force before it could start firing, then ignoring Cody's cry for her to wait, vaulted over the logs.

She moved her head to the side and avoided the next shot that came their way, thanking the wind for its help in throwing the sniper's shots off, then dropped to all fours and sprinted. Her vertebrae popped and loosened as she gained speed, and she dug her hands and feet into the soft moss to push faster and further than she could've on two legs. Another shot popped the moss just beside her hand. The wind blew an acrid trail of sodium nitrate from Kaisa – for who else would be taking potshots with a slugthrower but the Jedi-hating dalgaan – straight to Ahsoka's nose for her to follow.

The mechanical buzzing of more drones surrounded her on both sides as she ran, and seconds later they began to spin up and fire blue blaster bolts. She jumped to her feet and did a front flip, igniting her sabers as she leapt. She deflected the bolts, destroyed the little pests, and followed her nose to the sniper's tree blind. She threw her sabers on her belt while still running, then took a mighty leap at the tree and clawed her way up the rest of the trunk like a gundark, reaching the perch before Kaisa could shoot her off. She peeked over the edge and nearly went deaf from the booming shot Kaisa fired at her at the same time another drone swooped her face. Anakin would have called it luck that she barely avoided both. She rolled up and kicked Kaisa off the edge of the blind, drawing on the Force for an extra boost of strength.

Kaisa went flying off the side. Her jetpack fired and softened her fall, giving her just enough of an extra push to avoid Ahsoka's pursuing lunge. She ignited her sabers midair and sliced the Mandalorian's rifle in half before she could fire again. Kaisa threw the rifle at her face in response and loosed a jet of flame to force her back.

Ahsoka sprung back on her hands to avoid it, cutting black scorch lines into the moss with her lit sabers. She fell into the opening Shien stance and hissed, walking in a slow circle opposite of the other woman. Her lekku stung and swayed on her chest, undulating like snakes at the predator in front of her. Her rear lek thumped her back with a loud, angry slap.

Kaisa was tiny, shorter than Boba even. The armor she wore over a wine-colored flight suit had been painted a deep, matte gray just a hair too light to be called black, and it had been tinted with olive green to be the perfect camouflage for a mossy forest. The wind blew her scent right at Ahsoka's nose; sodium nitrate and spicecake, with a sharp undertone that she didn't recognize. She drew a DE-10 blaster pistol with her right hand and a kal dagger with her left and matched Ahsoka step for step.

Ahsoka swallowed hard and tried to bring her heartbeat to heel. The last time she'd seen one of those was when Dol Sylen had buried it to the hilt in her thigh. "Kaisa Skirata?" she said in a voice tinged with a growl, her montrals still ringing from the rifle going off so close to her resonance chambers.

"Jetii." Kaisa practically spat the words at her, managing to sound venomous even through the vocabulator of her helmet. "No welcome for you." Her voice was heavily accented, rounded and almost musical with a pitch that went up and down like a rolling hill. Her coral base aura was covered in a brittle line of teal, protection-wariness-determination shining like a sheet of stained glass.

"Ahsoka!" Boba cried out for her in the distance. Blaster fire from the buzzing drones sounded to Ahsoka's left and Cody roared to take cover. She stupidly turned to look, fear for her vod'ika overpowering common sense; Kaisa fired and it was only the reflexes honed by hundreds of hours of Anakin's training that stopped the blaster bolt from taking Ahsoka's head off. She deflected it and dodged Kaisa's follow-up dagger to her ribs. Her shoto swung over the top of Kaisa's helmet and cut her rangefinder off.

Kaisa suddenly dropped and swept at her legs with the dagger, catching Ahsoka's right calf almost like the Mandalorian knew where she would plant it. She opened a thin, burning line across the back of Ahsoka's knee. She collapsed and brought up her sabers to block the dagger swinging for her head, cutting it off at the hilt and nearly taking Kaisa's head with it from her own momentum. The Mandalorian rolled over the crossed sabers and spun in a crouch with her blaster raised.

Adrenaline screamed through Ahsoka's veins. She shoved the other woman back with the Force so hard against a tree that her blaster popped out of her hand and her jetpack emitted a shower of ominous steam and sparks. Ahsoka lunged, her mind blank except for the hindbrain urge to protect her clan. She'd tried to kill Obi-Wan. She'd almost shot Cody. Boba was pinned down by her drones.

Ni ven'kyramu ad kebbur.

Kaisa crossed her beskar gauntlets and braced herself for the blow just in time. Ahsoka dropped her shoto and beat down on her with a two-handed grip on her main saber like it was a scramball bat, trying to break through the Mandalorian's guard with brute force. She came down over and over again, she had to destroy her destroy her destroy her–

A wide hand snatched her wrist with a vice grip before she could bring the saber down again and held it still. Obi-Wan pulled Ahsoka backwards and wrapped his strong arms around her in a firm wampa hug, the smell of his blood and the juniper incense he favored for meditation sharp and intense in her nose. "Enough," he ordered, deactivating her saber. "You've beaten her, Padawan. Enough."

Ahsoka trembled in his arms and tried to remember how to breathe. A high-pitched, animalistic whine escaped from her. Obi-Wan planted his chin firmly between her montrals and pressed down hard; his stubble pricked her uncomfortably but the pressure point worked, and she slowly matched the rise and fall of his chest.

Boba and Cody flanked the dazed Kaisa and pointed their blasters at her on the ground. Cody leaned forward and ripped her helmet off.

"Don't fucking move, sleemo," Boba seethed, his aura screaming red with anger-fear. He shoved the barrel of his hot blaster against her silver-streaked temple.

Ahsoka smelled burning flesh and hair. Kaisa's stormy gray eyes, shining like polished beskar around pinprick pupils, glared up at her with undeniable hatred. Her aura mirrored Boba's with the same vivid red shade of rage-fear. "You won't find him," she snarled, her teeth bared. "He does hiding. I will kill anyone who tries."

Ahsoka kicked Kaisa hard in the chin before she could stop herself. Her head snapped up, smacked hard against the mossy tree trunk with a sharp crack, then fell to her chest. She was knocked out cold.

"Ahsoka!" Obi-Wan snapped, dragging her backwards. "Stop it, now."

Ahsoka clenched her jaw and took a deep, shuddering breath. Her lekku throbbed and she closed her eyes tight, the scent of Obi-Wan's blood still overwhelming her other senses. She spun in his arms and buried her face in his neck, unblocking her side of their bond so she could feel his life force roaring through it for the first time in weeks. Her hands roamed for hair to run her fingers through but found only velvety stubble. She could hear his pulse, taste his sweat, smell his skin, feel him shining and vibrant in the Force. He wasn't dead. He wasn't dead. He wasn't dead.

Obi-Wan crushed her against him and petted her rear lek soothingly as she bawled like a baby, his aura quietly clouded with deep violet guilt-remorse-love.

Obi-Wan tried not to wince too obviously as Ahsoka picked shrapnel out of his chest with a tiny pair of forceps and a miniscule magnet she had commandeered from Cody's currently-disassembled sidearm. He'd been lucky, truly; it was a careless mistake to have tried to deflect a bullet. He had spent far too much time on the battlefield these past three years, he was becoming… not lazy, but thoughtless, relying too much on muscle memory instead of the memories of his Master's teachings.

He hissed softly as Ahsoka removed a rather jagged shard of shrapnel; she winced at the size of the piece. "No wonder you bled so much. Did any of them manage to miss you?" She removed one more piece, then began gently wiping the blood away with a sanicloth.

"I believe Cody caught a few pieces for me," he joked weakly. Cody shot him a look that he felt rather than saw.

"Very funny." Ahsoka rolled her eyes and started cutting the bacta patch to size.

"Yes, well, please heed my example and don't ever try to do that. It was a novice mistake."

"Then why'd you do it, General?" Cody asked grumpily, snapping a second pair of binders around the Lady Skirata's petite wrists. Cody had laced her feet through them so she'd not only be hobbled, she wouldn't even be able to stand. Force, the woman was small, so short that Obi-Wan wondered if she had some sort of dwarfism or if she was just stunted. Her speech cadence as well… she spoke Mando'a as a first language. That was rare in this day and age.

Boba didn't seem to trust that the binders would hold. He stood over her with his father's blaster pointed at her head, stone-faced and iron-eyed, his hands shaking almost too subtly to see. Obi-Wan thought it a bit ironic that the woman had escaped death by Jango's hands once, only to find herself with his gun to her head a decade later in the hands of his clone.

"Because I'm an idiot, obviously." Obi-Wan glanced at Ahsoka to see if she'd smiled. The poor thing's eyes were still bloodshot and swollen from crying. Her guttural reaction had hit him like a runaway turbo-train. Pure panic, begging him not to die, screaming for Cody to help while she nearly broke his ribcage pressing on a bullet hole that didn't exist…

And she'd called him Bobi. He had never felt like more of a bastard in his life than he did in that instant, staring up at her terrified face as she thought he was dying in her arms again.

"We all make mistakes." Ahsoka carefully smoothed the patch on and readjusted his robes. "All done." She tossed the magnet back to Cody and brushed her hands against her leggings.

"Thank you." Obi-Wan grabbed her gently by the wrist before she could escape and pulled her down next to him on the fallen log. He had to duck to catch her eyes. "Are you alright?" he asked her softly, stroking her hand with his thumb.

She stiffened, visibly embarrassed with her dark stripes and burning cheeks. "I'm fine, Master Kenobi. I'm sorry that I lost my head. It won't happen again."

She was hiding again, retreating behind her icy facade. His heart ached anew. "I'm sorry that I scared you so, my dear." He wiped a bit of blood off of her cheek with the sleeve of his robes.

She gave him a tight smile and tugged her hands away. "I'm fine. It's… fine."

Obi-Wan knew it wasn't, but now wasn't the time to say everything that needed to be said to bridge the rift between them. He instead turned to look at the tiny Mandalorian cuffed on the ground. "Shall we give her Ladyship a stim to wake her up and ask what we did to earn such a welcome?"

Cody shook his head. "Not with a concussion, Sir. We've got to wait it out, unfortunately."

Ahsoka tilted her head, then looked behind her and stood. "Someone's coming," she warned, drawing her sabers. She retreated to Boba's side and put herself in between him and whatever was coming.

Obi-Wan retrieved his own hilt and nodded at Cody, who aimed in the direction Ahsoka was looking. Boba kept his blaster trained on the unconscious Kaisa.

" …hello, please don't shoot! Hello! Hello, do not shoot, please, I am not armed!" A protocol droid with feminine programming waddled over the crest of the hilly path, waving a large white handkerchief tied to a stick. "I have come to parley! Please do not shoot!"

Obi-Wan nodded at Cody, who lowered his blaster. "Hello there," Obi-Wan called to the droid, tucking his arms in his sleeves with his saber still in hand. "Parley, you say? On behalf of whom?"

The minty, matte-green protocol droid came to a stop a few paces away. "Greetings. I am TC-35, but you may call me Gotika. I am here on behalf of Master Cassus Skirata, who would like to discuss your terms for the safe return of his mother."

"Our terms?" Obi-Wan raised an eyebrow.

"Yes. She is your hostage, after all." Gotika peered around him at Kaisa, unconscious on the ground. "Goodness, Mistress, are you alright?"

"She's alive," Boba snapped. "And she's not a fucking hostage. She's lucky to be alive after she tried to kill us."

"Oh dear," Gotika said, dismayed.

"Why'd he send you and not come himself?" Cody asked.

"Bucket of bolts wants to lead us into a trap." Boba turned his blaster on Gotika.

"Please don't!" Gotika squealed, raising her hands in surrender. "I am here to escort you to Master Cassus and to provide medical attention to any who need it, no more!"

"A protocol droid with medical programming?" Ahsoka asked, her rear lek swishing suspiciously.

"A Teecee unit such as myself would normally not support such a module, but Master Cassus has made upgrades to my base programming that allow me to perform a plethora of roles that would seem unconventional for a protocol droid. Please follow me. There is a storm rapidly approaching." Gotika spun on her heel and began to toddle down the path, still waving her white flag in one stiff hand.

Obi-Wan exchanged a look with Ahsoka and shrugged. "Let us go meet with Master Cassus, then."

Cody slung the hobbled, unconscious Kaisa over his shoulder like a purse; an undignified position, but given that she'd just shot him and stabbed his Grand-Padawan, Obi-Wan was having trouble mustering up too much pity for her. Ahsoka tucked her fallen blaster into the back of her belt and laced her fingers with Boba's, then gave Obi-Wan a nod. They took off down the path together, heading straight in the direction of the rumbling storm. Obi-Wan felt a raindrop smack against his cheek and looked up at the dark sky warily. "How much further?" he asked Gotika.

"Just ahead, Master Jedi, just ahead." Gotika waved cheerily over her shoulder. "Come, come. Watch your step, please, this hill is steep."

They awkwardly clambered down a hillside to a dried-up creek bed. Gotika's metal feet clanged loudly on the colorful pebbles.

"This is a fucking killbox if I've ever seen one," Boba growled from behind him.

"I agree, General," Cody muttered quietly. "What's the plan for when things go south?"

"We keep our eyes open and weapons ready," Obi-Wan replied. "We have what young Master Skirata wants, and we shall not give up our leverage until we know it's safe to do so."

"So she is a hostage," Ahsoka said wryly.

Obi-Wan shrugged. "From a certain point of view, perhaps, but I prefer to think of her as our honored guest."

Ahsoka glanced back at Kaisa, still hanging from Cody's shoulder like a freshly-slain boar roba, and clicked her tongue. "Honored. Right."

Obi-Wan frowned and suddenly realized that she was limping. "Ahsoka, what happened to your leg?" he asked, peering around her back at it.

"She cut me a little. It just stings, I'm fine."

Obi-Wan's frown intensified. "Why didn't you say anything before?"

"We only had one bacta patch. I'm fine." Her lek thumped again.

Obi-Wan tried not to sigh. "Then you should have–"

"Here we are!" Gotika called back cheerily at them. Before them, at the end of the dry creek bed, loomed a massive, mossy hill with a metal door embedded into its side that had been painted with mossy camouflage. Strings of star-shaped succulents from the trees on the hillcrest trailed over the front, rendering the door virtually invisible from more than ten meters away.

Thunder boomed overhead. The sky felt moments away from opening up in a downpour.

"Master Cassus! We've arrived, Master, can you hear me?" Gotika dropped her flag and waved her arms at the bunker door.

Obi-Wan stopped and crossed his arms, with Ahsoka mirroring him moments later. "I have a bad feeling about this," she muttered.

Obi-Wan glanced at her. "I don't sense anything."

Ahsoka tilted her head, opened her mouth, and clicked quietly. "Can you hear the buzzing, or is it too high a frequency for human hearing?" she asked a few seconds later.

"It must be." Obi-Wan tried not to look around too obviously. Cody and Boba both put anticipatory hands on their holstered blasters and turned so that they stood back-to-back to him and Ahsoka, keeping all angles covered.

"Oh dear, the uplink must have gotten wet again. We have had nothing but storms for the past week. One moment." Gotika waddled quickly up the side of the hill and opened a panel built into a false log, then extended a scomp from a compartment in her wrist. "Just one more moment, please."

"Something isn't right," Ahsoka whispered urgently. "I hear metal moving, servos… some sort of mechanism."

"It may be the door." Obi-Wan readied his saber anyway, as did Ahsoka. Rain finally began to fall in earnest and he tightened his grip.

"There we go!" Gotika announced cheerfully. "Now, esteemed guests, may I have the privilege of introducing you to Clan Skirata!" She began to laugh a bit maniacally.

Obi-Wan and Ahsoka exchanged a confused look, then everything happened all at once; the wind picked up and the sky opened up in a deluge, dirt and moss exploded from the ridge of the steep hills alongside them as a line of laser-guided turrets emerged and fixed their sights on them, thunder crashed directly above, and Gotika made a mighty leap straight up into the air and landed behind the group with two miniature ion cannons glowing in her palms.

Well then. She had said that Master Cassus had upgraded her with some unconventional upgrades, but that wasn't what he had expected.

Obi-Wan and Ahsoka both ignited their sabers and shoved Boba between them, while Cody drew his carbine and aimed at the droid's head. He made sure that the unconscious Kaisa was fully blocking his chest, inadvertently upgrading her from hostage to human shield.

"You have five seconds to put my mother down and run before Gotika disintegrates you," A child's voice boomed from a loudspeaker, thick with the same mountainous Mandalorian accent that Kaisa bore. "Five…"

Gotika cackled. Her eyes matched the glowing light from the cannons in her hands as they both intensified. "Four, three.." she began to count gleefully.

"Cassus!" Boba shouted, wide-eyed and ashen. "Tion'gar olaro gar vod ti tracy'uure? Gar sa Jango ori'shya ni'cuy!"

"Two…" the droid continued.

"Gev, Gotika, gev!"

Both Gotika's hands and eyes dimmed and she lowered them, visibly disappointed.

A small hatch opened above the bunker door and a little drone flew out. It hovered above their heads for a moment, scanning them, then cautiously buzzed down to Boba's eye level. "Boba?" the speaker from the drone asked.

"Yeah," Boba replied; Obi-Wan could feel him shaking like a leaf both against his back and in the Force, but his voice was as tough as bronto hide.

"Why now?" The voice sounded painfully young.

"He's dead, isn't he?" Boba asked harshly. "And you've got something of mine. Let us in and we'll talk."

Gotika shifted miserably from side to side. "Master Cassus," she whined, "May I remind you that nobody is allowed inside the bunker without your mother's express–"

"I know!" Cassus' drone said irritably.

"Then allow me to–" Obi-Wan tightened his grip as Gotika's hands began to glow again.

"I said stop!"

"Either let us in, or let us go!" Boba barked. "It's raining like Tipoca City out here and I'm not in the fucking mood for wet drawers."

Lightning flashed across the sky again and the resounding boom of thunder made them all flinch. "Just you. The jetiise and the eyayad stay outside."

"I'm a shabla eyayad too, remember?" Boba snapped; at the same time a guttural, terrifying growl escaped from Ahsoka and sent a shiver up Obi-Wan's spine.

Her rear lek slapped against her back so hard that it sent a spray of water into the air from her sodden robes. "He goes nowhere without me." She bared her fangs in a very unJedi-like display of aggression.

"Let us in, ner vod, before we fucking drown down here," Boba ordered the drone.

It hovered for a few moments more, then the bunker door slid open behind them silently. The drone flew up and into the hand of a small, seated silhouette in the doorway, from which warm yellow light poured out and illuminated the heavy rain like drops of gold. Gotika sighed loudly. "Follow me, please," she said disdainfully, then waddled towards the steps with a recalcitrance Obi-Wan couldn't remember ever seeing in a protocol droid before.

Boba pushed past them and bravely led the way.

Over the last ten years, Boba had fantasized about Mama and Cas still being alive. Maybe they were dug in deep on Mandalore, up high in the Kyrimorut mountains; somewhere near the old homestead she'd grown up on, maybe, back before Tor Viszla had massacred most of her clan and burned the place to the ground. As time went on, he'd envisioned wilder and wilder scenarios. They were on Canto Bight, living large off the sabacc earnings she made as a high roller. They had their own pirate fleet and ran circles around Hondo Ohnaka's crew. They were exploring Wild Space, charting hyperspace routes that would make them a fortune.

He'd never considered his fantasies anything more than just that, though. They had to be dead. Jango Fett had killed them, he'd shot them right out of the sky into the Kaminoan ocean, and Jango Fett never left a job half-done.

Except he had, somehow, and Boba didn't really know how to actually believe that it was all actually happening. Mama was alive and more ornery than ever; Kenobi's new paint job was proof of that. And Cassus, well…

He sat awkwardly in his hoverchair as they passed him by in the bunker's vestibule, a crocheted blanket the color of maize folded over his lap. Ten years on and they still had almost the same face; even being an honest, good old-fashioned, fifty-fifty organic blend of Kaisa and Jango, Cassus' bone structure made him instantly clockable as a Fett. His nose was thinner, his eyes were bright gray like their mother's, and he had about ten kilos on Boba, but otherwise they could still pass as twins. He wore his hair long enough to cover his ears, hanging heavy in ringlet curls that matched Kaisa's. He was chunky on top, soft and round with a double chin and shy eyes like he wasn't used to making contact with anyone, but his legs were skinny and folded off to the side of his footrest.

He was clearly paralyzed, but why? When? Was it when Dad had shot them down? Boba felt like throwing up. Dad… he'd made mistakes and he'd regretted them, but if he had known that he had paralyzed his own son he would have…

He would have done nothing, actually. Boba's anxiety quieted into an aching, hollow emptiness in his belly as the realization settled. He'd tried to kill Mama and Cas. He wouldn't have done anything but get drunk and weep about what a horrible person he was if he'd found out Cas had survived.

The burn of alcohol stings Boba's nose as he tosses the empty tihaar bottle into the trash compactor. Dad sits swaying on the couch, splotchy-cheeked and red-eyed. He stares at his hands. Boba brings his father a blanket. "Dad?" he asks softly.

"I should've just let them go. I… I'm so selfish, Boba. I should've just let her go and kept all of you safe." Jango flexes his big hands. "S-safe here, with us. All of us. You, me, Tiarek… I… I could've…" His bloodshot eyes flood with tears.

"It's okay." He doesn't know what else to say. He doesn't like it when Dad cries, but at least tonight he's just sad, not angry too. Dad sniffs, wipes his eyes, then smiles at Boba and cups his face. His hands are warm and rough, calloused but gentle, able to dole out love and pain in equal measure.

"I'm sorry Boba. I'm sorry for a lot of things." He pulls Boba close and presses their foreheads together. "Be better than me, Boba. Gar ne'ente eyayti ner dunare."

Boba jumped as a skinny orange hand squeezed his. Ahsoka smiled down at him. "I'm right here with you," she whispered.

Boba rolled his eyes. "Fucking obviously," he sniffed, his nose suddenly runny for some reason.

"Gotika, take Mama to her room and treat her injuries," Cassus ordered the droid.

"Right away, Cas'ika." Gotika waddled at top speed towards Cody and flashed the lights in her eyes at him menacingly. She held her arms out like she was going to hug him whether he wanted her to or not and tilted her head. "My Mistress, please," she said in a singsong voice that promised unimaginable violence if denied.

Cody handed off the cuffed, unconscious Kaisa like she was a belt of live grenades to the droid.

"I will be right back." Gotika scampered away, her stiff legs moving far faster than they should have been able to.

Cody shuddered. "That's one creepy clanker," he muttered to Kenobi as she disappeared into a small hallway.

Kenobi hid a smile. "I don't think we actually introduced ourselves," he said, then held a hand out for Cassus to shake. "I am Master Obi-Wan Kenobi. This is Padawan Ahsoka Tano, and that's Marshall Commander Cody of the Grand Army of the Republic."

Ahsoka gave him a smile and a little wave. Cody took his helmet off. "Nice to meet you."

Cassus blanched and looked away, visibly unnerved. Boba felt a little sympathetic. It had to be weird to see your dead father's face on a stranger if you weren't used to it.

Boba wondered how weird it was going to be to look into the mirror in a few years.

"Y-You too," Cassus mumbled at his lap. "Are, um, are any of you hurt?" He blinked at the group, his eyes lingering on Kenobi's bloodstained chest.

"Only a little shrapnel. I'm fine. But Ahsoka's leg needs attention." Kenobi smiled a flat, brittle smile.

Ahsoka shifted her weight guiltily. "It isn't–"

"If you're pretending nothing is wrong, then it's far worse than you're letting on," Kenobi said sharply. "Young man, I'd appreciate Gotika taking a look once she's done with your mother."

"Gotika is far more likely to cut my leg off than treat it." Ahsoka glowered at Kenobi.

Boba sighed loudly. "If it were me, would you be arguing about it or sitting on me until I let the droid look at it?" he asked her flatly.

Ahsoka blinked at him a few times, obviously trying to come up with a counterargument and failing.

Boba smirked at her. "That's what I thought. Now." He stepped forward with his arms crossed and examined the bunker; it had been built like a traditional Mandalorian vheh'yaim, with one big, central living chamber and a few hallway offshoots to an armory, bedrooms, and hopefully a fresher. A large, plascrete firepit smoldered in the center of the sunken seating area, colorful rugs had been thrown all over the hard floors to take the chill of the stone away, and all of the furniture was low to the ground, overstuffed, and had plenty of gaps in between pieces so Cas could move around easily. He spotted three different weapons caches right away, but knew there had to be more. There was a mural painted on the octogonal wall; all nature scenes, dragonflies flying low over a pond where shatuale fauns froclicked, giant tiarek flower bushes, sunshine over a field of maize with strill pups playing in the foreground. "Nice place," he finally conceded.

"Thank you," Cassus said meekly. "Do you, um, would you like something to drink? Pinky can make cocoa."

"Pinky?" Cody asked. His voice sounded a little choked through the helmet, like he was trying not to laugh. "Who is–"

A pink-plated astromech zoomed out of a hallway on the left, beeping. "Pinky, make some cocoa, please," Cassus asked politely, navigating around the furniture and disabling his repulsors once he had reached what had to be his usual spot in between a very comfortable-looking orange beanbag and a small, wooden table with a little doily and a coaster on it. A bag of yarn sat on the floor next to the table, knitting needles poking out of the top. "You all can sit, if you like," he said over the beeping of the droid zooming away to the furthest hallway on the left.

"Don't get visitors much, do you?" Boba asked, plopping down on the beanbag. Ahsoka took a seat on a padded bench beside him and Kenobi slid next to her before she could protest. She bit the inside of her cheek and made a face like she'd just smelled something rotten.

"No. We go into town once a week to get food and supplies, but nobody comes out here except for Illippi." Cassus whistled, and a BD unit scampered out from underneath a low sofa opposite of the firepit. "Hey, Buddy," he said fondly, patting the droid's head.

Boba raised an eyebrow. "What's with all the droids?" he asked.

Cassus' smile fell off his face and he looked embarrassed. The BD climbed up to his shoulder and settled into a loaf like a tooka. "I, um, I like to work with them. Rebuild them." His cheeks were getting darker by the second. "I have a lot of free time when Mama goes on jobs. She salvaged them for me and I repaired all of them." He looked up shyly. "I made my chair, too."

"Wizard." Boba drummed on the tops of his legs. Fuck, this was awkward. How had they gone from a standoff to talking about droids while waiting for cocoa?

"So, um, you said Kal told you where we were?" Cas finally asked, breaking the silence.

"Yeah. You said Illippi comes out. Were you talking about his dar'riduur?"

Cassus nodded. "Yeah. She lives in Coronet City, but she visits. Or she used to, anyway. She hasn't been by in a while."

Boba sank deeper into the beanbag and stared at his brother, sick already of small talk. "Okay, fuck it, I'll ask. What happened?"

Cassus looked like he wasn't sure if he should be offended or scared. "What?" he asked.

"Last time I saw you, you could definitely walk, so what happened?" Boba crossed his arms and waited as Cassus wrung his hands nervously. Fucking hell, he really didn't get visitors often, did he? He was more nervous than a Gedonian ground weevil in a room full of hungry tookas. Had Mama kept him locked up in the bunker all this time in case Dad had come looking for them?

"It was when we… left." Cassus looked relieved at the sound of Pinky's beeping getting louder as he reapproached the karyai, a tray with a copper kettle and six little ceramic cups on top of his dome. Cassus spoke while the droid started distributing the cocoa. "Mama wanted you and Tiarek to come too, but Dad wouldn't let you leave. He kept telling her that he couldn't go and she wasn't allowed to either because of the clause in her contract. Ten years, that was the deal."

"I'm sorry, I can't have chocolate." Ahsoka gently waved the offered cup away with an odd, unfocused look on her face.

Cas looked embarrassed again. "I should have asked, I'm sorry. Do you want some tea?"

Ahsoka shook her head and blinked a few times. "No, no. I'm, um, I'm fine. But why did she want to leave?"

Cassus' face shuttered. "We just had to," he muttered, and nodded at Pinky once the cocoa was all distributed. The droid zoomed back to what Boba presumed was the kitchen. Cassus blew on his drink and took a little sip.

"So it happened when Dad shot you down?" Boba asked.

Cassus shrugged, his chubby cheeks getting dark again. "No. It was before. That's… that's why we couldn't take you, too."

Boba felt his heart jump into his throat and try to escape from his mouth. "What do you mean?" he asked sharply.

"You didn't…" Cassus looked surprised. "You don't know?"

"Know what?" Boba nearly spat, hearing his pulse pound in his ears. "That you left us? Do you even know what happened to Tiarek? Do you even give a fuck about him, or was he just–"

"Of course I do!" Cassus protested, his eyes going shiny with tears almost immediately. "What happened to Tiarek? Is he… is he dead?" His voice was so small and pitiful that Boba wanted to hit him. Why was he so weak? Because his legs didn't work? Big fucking deal, plenty of people's legs didn't work. Ahsoka's teacher was missing his fucking arm, bum legs didn't mean Cas had to be such a snivelling little bitch, wringing his hands in his hoverchair with a scared look on his face like he had a reason to be afraid of him.

"Why'd you leave us behind?" Boba demanded. "Tell me, and I'll tell you what happened to Tiarek."

Cassus looked like he was about to piss himself. "Ni ne'vegyc johaar'i par jetiise olar," he said, glancing at Ahsoka and Kenobi nervously.

"Jetiise johaar'i shabla Mando'a, di'kut, now fucking tell me!" Boba threw his cup of cocoa against the wall and started pacing, forcing down the bile surging up in his throat.

"Mama tried to take all of us." Cassus looked as sick and miserable as Boba felt. "Dad wouldn't let her. He said you were his… his property. You and Tiarek both. You were his payment for being the template, and he'd bought Tiarek fair and square. She wasn't walking away with his property."

Boba bit through the inside of his cheek and tasted blood. That's all he ever was to him, wasn't he? Jango's property. His payment for being the template. He was never Jango's son, not really.

"Boba!" Ahsoka caught his shoulders and spun him. "Okay, Bo'ika. Alright? Yes. Okay. Don't, don't–" she swallowed hard. Sweat had beaded up on her forehead and she smiled a weird, forced smile. Her lips and eyelids twitched. "Don't. It's inde. Chan e coire do bhràthar… bhràthar…" Boba had no idea what fucking language that was but something was very, very wrong with her. She wasn't breathing normally and her pupils had practically swallowed up her irises. She fell to one knee, shaking, her jaw trembling and gaping open and shut like a koi fish.

"Ahsoka!" Kenobi shoved Boba to the side and caught her before she hit the ground. "No, no, look at me, mo nighean, what's the matter? What's wrong, what's happening to you?" He twisted her and yanked her legging up above her knee; on the back of her calf, right above the edge of her boot, there was an angry-looking blue gash weeping thick, foul-smelling fluid.

Boba heard a soft laugh from behind them; the bitch herself was leaning against the entryway, a sharp, ruthless gleam in her eyes and a tiny smirk on her lips. Her curly black hair, streaked with silver and wet from bacta spray, hung just above her shoulders. She'd grown older, had lines around her eyes and had gained a little weight, but she still looked almost exactly like what Boba saw in his memories when he let himself think about her. "Manax root," she said softly. "It does growing in forest. It work more fast with humans. Togrutiise has big liver. I forget, take more long to start."

Kenobi hoisted the twitching Ahsoka into his arms, rage burning in his blue eyes like cold fire. "Where is the antidote?" he asked icily.

"Outside. I before bury." She smiled a wide, unnerving smile. "Leave my boy, jetii, go out my home. She will live if you find it in time." She met Boba's eyes, her expression softening. "Bo'ika. Mhi–"

"Don't you dare fucking call me that," Boba snapped. "You don't get to call me that, not anymore. Not after what you've fucking done. What you just did."

Something shattered in her eyes, then they hardened like winter ice over a river. She huffed a loud sigh. "My boys stay. You will find antidote, and after find you will leave."

"B-Bobi," Ahsoka managed to get out through her chattering teeth.

A shiver went down Boba's spine and the temperature of the room dropped like someone had opened a door into a blizzard. "Cody, I need to concentrate on slowing this poison down," Kenobi said silkily, laying Ahsoka down on the padded bench like she was made of glass. He took a knee beside her. "I shall leave the acquisition of the antidote to you. I unfortunately will not be able to supervise."

"Understood sir," Cody growled, then aimed his carbine at his mother.

"Please don't hurt her," Cassus begged, his terrified eyes darting between the two of them.

She flinched; a motion almost too small to see, but Boba noticed. "Been a while since you saw a clone, hasn't it?" he asked her softly, and the way she wouldn't look at Cody's face told him that he was right. "Tell me where it is or it'll be the last time you ever see one." He drew his blaster – Jango's blaster – and aimed it right between her silver eyes.

They went wide. "Oro'nas, Bo–"

He fired; the bolt stopped a foot away from her face and hovered there for a few seconds, then flew straight up and burned a black scorchmark in the ceiling.

Cassus, red-faced and shaking, lowered his hand and dissolved into tears.

Notes:

MANDO'A TRANSLATIONS ori/vod/ika: big/sibling/little Ke'pirimpir gaht tay'briik: go piss up a rope Naysh gar: No you Tion'gar olaro gar vod ti tracy'uure? Gar sa Jango ori'shya ni'cuy!: You greet your brother with blasters? You are like Jango more than I am Gev: stop Gar ne'ente eyayti ner dunare: You must not echo my mistakes. Ni ne'vegyc johaar'i par jetiise olar: I shouldn't say with the Jedi here Jetiise johaar'i shabla Mando'a, di'kut: The Jedi speak fucking Mando'a, idiot Togrutiise: Togrutas Oro'nas: Stand down TOYDARIAN TRANSLATIONS inde: yes MÁOR-GRASTA TRANSLATIONS Chan e coire do bhràthar a th' ann: It is not your brother's fault OTHER NOTES Oh look who finally showed up! Kaisa speaks the way she does because she's a native Mando'a speaker who translates everything in her head to Basic first. Hopefully that was explained well enough in text but if not then uhhhh yeah this is me telling you 😃🤙 Also Cassus is baby

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Circuit drive around Suzuka Impression article on thexAXIA BNR32 Skyline GTR.

Translation of article.

K. HARA Circuit Impression In Suzuka First SKYLINE GT --R Version Goof Bowl Circuit Impression Suzuka Stage With overwhelming speed that is not afraid of God, it sweeps the circuit all over Japan !! 〒 600 horsepower or more monster machine A test drive of the Group A Skyline GT-R at the Suzuka Circuit Based on the experience of racing driver Kazuo Shimizu participating in the Group A race at the Axia Skyline GT-R, the strategy at the Suzuka Circuit was taken. You should be able to feel the world of another dimension from the text. He's pretty strict, and if he's driving and FR (2WD), that's the same theory. If he controls a 600 horsepower 2WD, he controls 150 horsepower. In other words, the Power Skyline GTR from 300 horses to one tire is 4WD. Even though it has 600 horsepower a day, the power steering that is installed in a full-scale racing car is the Co Driver NISSAN Kazuo Shimizu -MEDIA Groupe A Racing SKYLINE CT. --R's Consideration First Stage Circuit Impression Second Stage Machine Check Third Stage Group A Race Results Fourth Stage NI Version Profile Photo Cooperation: Techno Media Co., Ltd. Katsuhiro 10

However, in the case of GTIR, the merit of 4WD is strongly reflected in the part of improving driveability. Moreover, since the 4WD is controlled electronically, some maneuverability is set on the panel during the race, and if the performance of the rear tires that can be changed with a switch is significantly reduced, the torque distribution flowing to the front is strengthened and the power oversteer is increased. You can also set it up. The high-tech electronic control 4WD is the secret of the GT R's potential. Furthermore, even though it is a race car, it is equipped with power steering, which is appreciated by the driver when considering endurance racing. The ultra-high speed 30R corner has a lateral G of about 2G, so let's move on to the impression of the Suzuka Circuit. The main strike sheet is downhill. Full power at 5th speed Racing Spirits SKYLINE GT --R

When accelerated, the straight end has a speed close to 270 / h. Straightness is extremely high. First of all, he brakes from past 150E before the first corner This first corner is a very difficult corner Here he gears down to 1st speed because he is heel & to and he turns in without slowing down too much do. If this braking fails, the sand barrier is waiting, but the cornering speed as high as the GTR will be a big crash. He in the first corner immediately waits for the same right corner, during which he brakes again. And down from 4th gear to 3rd gear. This break should be done in a straight line. The 6-pod brake system, which fits snugly on a 1-inch wheel, requires a lot of pedaling force, but braking force is a powerful word. Since he weighs more than 1500 kg including gasoline and the driver, the reliability of the brakes is about 6000 rpm in 3rd speed when the driver starts the second corner of the lifeline. The response of the turbo is also good, and if you step on the accelerator, he gets a strong acceleration force as if he spins the wheel, and after that, braking lightly with the left corner approach starting with the S-shaped curve. The points here are the accelerator control and the cornering line. The line may be slightly different depending on the maneuverability of the car, but The trick is to run in a straight line with fewer operations. To shorten the time, the curb may be cut with the inner tire. At the end of the S-curve is the inverted bank in the right corner. This is easy to understeer and the road surface is also slippery. He's ass during the race He's like this He's off the track He's got a car. When you stand up this reverse bank, you will find a dump corner. The climbing corner continues. Here he almost runs with the accelerator fully open, but he climbs, but there is a bump on the road in the middle of the corner, and Sas he is a pension. When he fails to set, he jumps into the car. You will not be able to run when the accelerator is fully open. He sets it with the spring rate and damper, but the superiority and inferiority of the tire is also big, he is the Degner curve. On the right turn of the edge, he turns with the feeling of changing lanes rather than cornering. Heel-and-toe down from 1st gear to 3rd gear, but it has an effect when braking. Due to the short interval, the shift operation must be done quickly. From the S-shaped entrance to this Degner carp, there is a corner. Is continuous, and it is necessary to run with good rhythm. Go past the hairpin and continue to the spoon cub with a loose right corner, but run fully open from 2nd to 5. A large lateral G lasts for a long time. If it is dry, the accelerator is fully open, but if it is wet, a fairly severe accelerator control is required. On the spoon, shift down directly from 5th gear to 3rd gear and corner. The spoon in the left corner follows a long straight, so the speed of rising is important. Rather than making the cornering faster, you should have the image of turning firmly and stepping on the accelerator quickly. The point. On the back straight, fully accelerate to 5th speed, and during this time, check the oil pressure and water temperature, and check for any abnormalities in the machine. This is because there is an ultra-high speed left corner of 130R ahead of the straight. The failure of the corner is also a point to earn a time as it becomes a tremendous Oku rush, so it must be attacked. He also needs to check the final revs of 5th gear at the back straight end to see if the engine is in good shape. By the way, the 130R has a high speed anyway, and even a slight steering delay is fatal. After turning in, the posture and line of the car should not be aligned exactly. Horizontal 〇 is over 5 ℃, and it seems to be close to 2C. After finishing here, he will come back to Shikei and the home straight. The GTR is a racing car with unrivaled stability. Therefore, we are good at high speed course like Suzuka, and dynamic running.

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The Cadillac V-series represents the pinnacle of performance for the luxury brand. The latest additions - the CT5-V and CT4-V Blackwings - are the highest performing Cadillac models ever made. This article will compare these ultimate track-capable sedans. Brief Background on Cadillac's V-Series and Blackwing Models The V-series debuted in 2004 with the CTS-V, using a Corvette-derived 400-hp V8. Additional V-series models followed, with increasingly powerful engines and track capabilities. The Blackwing moniker debuted on the ATS-V and CTS-V models, signifying track-focused capabilities like carbon fiber wheels and suspension upgrades. The CT5-V and CT4-V Blackwings represent the current peak of V-series performance, bringing race-level power and aerodynamics to the street. CT5-V Blackwing Overview As the larger sedan, the CT5-V Blackwing offers greater power and performance. Engine, Transmission, and Power Specs The CT5-V Blackwing uses a hand-built 6.2L supercharged V8 making 668 hp and 659 lb-ft torque. The engine revs to 6500 rpm and includes tech like an electronic limited-slip differential and dry sump lubrication. Power routes through a 6-speed manual transmission to the rear or available all-wheel-drive system. Performance Capabilities With the V8 and available carbon ceramic brakes, the CT5-V Blackwing delivers incredible performance: 0-60 mph in 3.6 seconds Quarter mile in 11.7 seconds at 123 mph Top speed of 208 mph Braking 60-0 mph in 97 feet Exterior Styling and Aerodynamic Enhancements The CT5-V Blackwing has an aggressive stance, with design cues like a unique grill, hood vent, and rear spoiler. Exposed carbon fiber and available carbon ceramic brakes signal the car's track intents. Extensive aerodynamic tweaks such as an adjustable rear spoiler and underbody panels enable stability at high speeds. Interior Features and Technology Inside the sharply tailored cabin are sport seats, carbon fiber trim, and a performance data recorder. A 15-inch touchscreen offers tech like navigation, Apple CarPlay/Android Auto, and a premium AKG sound system. Pricing The 2023 CT5-V Blackwing starts at $89,990 MSRP, which represents a tremendous performance value. The car offers supercar power and technology at a fraction of the price. CT4-V Blackwing Overview As the smaller sedan, the CT4-V Blackwing balances power and agility. Engine, Transmission, and Performance Specs Motivation comes from a 3.6L twin-turbo V6 producing 472 hp and 445 lb-ft torque. It uses a 7-speed manual transmission powering the rear or available AWD. Performance stats include: 0-60 mph in 3.8 seconds Quarter mile in 12.1 seconds at 115 mph Top speed 189 mph Braking 60-0 mph in 97 feet Exterior Design and Aerodynamic Features Like its big brother, the CT4-V Blackwing has an aggressive stance with functional aero tweaks like a rear spoiler, front splitter, and rear diffuser. These provide stability during high-speed maneuvers. Cabin Space, Seats, and Technology The interior offers front sport seats and available carbon fiber accents. A 10-inch touchscreen provides Apple CarPlay/Android Auto, navigation and a 13-speaker Bose audio system. Base MSRP The 2023 CT4-V Blackwing starts at $61,990 - an attainable price point considering the incredible performance offered. Driving Experience Comparison Both Blackwings deliver incredible power and control for the street or track, but they have some key differences. Power Delivery and Sound The CT5's V8 produces a thunderous exhaust note and tremendous thrust throughout the rev range. The CT4's twin-turbo V6 offers immediate low-end torque with a distinctive turbo whistle. Steering, Handling and Ride Quality With a smaller footprint, the CT4 steers with sharp precision. The CT5 exhibits superior stability at higher speeds thanks to its larger mass. Magnetic ride control ensures compliance over harsh bumps in both models.

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