Mass + Speed = ...well, you decide!

Sometimes more is, well, just more. Anyone who says size doesn't matter probably wasn't that big. We are still talking about motorsports, so take it easy.
We at BlendLines are determined to expose our readers to all forms of motorsport insanity, so here's today's dose of motorhead junkie juice.
A big dose.

"Really? I didn't know this truck'll do ninety miles'n hour!!"

It takes big hairy ones to strap yourself into a 6 ton machine that doesn't stop so well and go rub fenders at racing speeds with other maniacs who share the same aversion to common sense and self-preservation.
All things considered, these things handle pretty well. Considering there were designed for hauling your race vehicle to the track rather than BEING the race vehicle.
Like I said - big hairy ones.



Oh, so you say off-road is your thing? How about taking this to your next off road trek, or possibly crushing those Jeep fools next time you go wheelin'? Nothing says "Tread Lightly" like a converted military race truck thrashing thru the wilderness with reckless abandon.
Sierra Club membership NOT included.

So you say your style guy. You enjoy the finer things, like a controlled drift in 3rd gear; clipping an apex in your S13 at full opposite lock as cheering crowds marvel at your strobe lights and sick angles.
How many points would you get for doing that in a Freightliner?

I don't think we can expect Ken Block to produce Gymkhana 13 in a Monster Energy Mack, but we can daydream about it!