Obnoxiousness with meaning. I'm talking about old school Jokers.

Jokers. They've been around for-fucking-ever. At least since Jesus wore city shorts and before Batman got the blues. As the looney that could make jokes about management in the middle ages without loosing the head or being feed to the bears.

As mothers of satire they provides painful humor with hearty grain of thruth to thoose in charge and others.

Jokers are here and forever. Again, Scuzz Twittly.

It's a Summer Saturday outside Salt Slush Speed Shop.

A few days per year the sun shines in Gothenburg, Sweden. 10 percent of these few days it's warm outside. We're now talking about good warm and sunny years. Long hot summers. The few warm days needs to be used properly. Add a pandemic and you've built up a crave for hanging out with your likes when the sky is clear.

But first an introduction to Scandinavia. When the temperature is reaching high twenties in Celcius (mid 80 Farenheit) people at latitude 57 gets slow, sloppy and generally lazy. They'll want to do something soft before sipping a beer at the evening barbecue. Morally it's hard to blame them, because there are only a few days per year to feel at ease. Days when all summer dreams could and should come true.

In times of Coronavirus, there are no car meets, no shows and no parties, Hence car guys and car gals came by the Salt Slush Speed Shop this Saturday. For various reasons but with the same basic intention. Hang out with friends and relax. 

Here's what happend.

Did I write that Swedes gets sloppy and slow when it's hot. Well, not all. Magnus got manic and celebrated great success. This amazing engine has created some struggle on it's way to a successful start. But that's history now.

Yes, it was sealed too. And so was the deal. 

A friend of our garage neighbor showed up in his -65 El Camino.

 Carina and I arrived in one of our daily summer rides (Magnuson equipped) C6 Corvette.

 Ragnar and Annika changed alternator on the Annika's step side C10. As a consequence the truck moved on from good to great.

Anders Iron LS equipped is now serving as daily drive and leaving space in the workshop...

 Yes, we live what we preach. It's Magnuson (Magna Charger) equipped too.

Erling, a Salt Slush customer came by. Why? He felt that he could no longer live with the +600hp that he's currently enjoying with his...yes, you're right it's a Magnuson eqiupped C6 Corvette. He craves more. In situations like this Salt Slush is there to comfort. Trust us, we'll help him out. To be continued....

 

A warm wind through the hair, a sense of freedom and Hardcore Hemi Hotrod should be for all. Hence Kalle took his mother (90 years old) for a ride. Yes, she was happy and Kalle was happy too. Who can blame them?    

Yes, there are other neighbors, garage neighbors, who took the opportunity to show their muscles too.

Roadrunners...

...and Camaros. There were more cars coming by. Mustangs, Mercedes, Buick's, Chryslers, but Cina and I was too busy working with our Oldsmobile Rocket and talking to customers to notice the continuous spontaneous car meet that happened outside our workshop door.

No blues. Just Summertime.

 

It's time to release your inner redneck.

If you're a modern city dweller, smart, urban and cultural you might get bored and when you're tired of yourself and all of your non existing creations, there are only 2 options.

No.1 Go see Salt Slush Racing and get inspired. They'll help you out with car and bike dreams. They've got turbos and superchargers too! Think about it as a high pressure psychology.

No.2 Have fun. Get less serious. Lower your guard. Add a grain of redneck attitude to your proffessional every weekday.

Release your inner redneck. 

But keep social distance during the pandemic.

If you cant' fake it..Make it!

We've got problems. Might as well be honest about it. We feel no remorse. Here's what. We can't fake it instead we'll make it. That how we're wired and the consequence is as follows;

Professionally we want sell stuff that works well and lead our customers to the best possible technical solution. Best boost for the bucks. Privately we spare no effort to build stuff and buy machines that makes manufacturing super swift.

 

For once, the private machine maniac and our boosting business converge. At least it looks like that. We not sure yet, the Jury is still out. We're in prototype phase.

Here's what's happening right now; Anders has built a CNC machine and he has now bought a plasma cutter as well. These two are now one and he's trying out this combo.

This might end up in tailor made offers to Salt Slush Racing Customers! But we're not ready yet..

 Again, first trail. But we might be able to make customer wishes come true.

How about making your Coyote Mustang powerful?

It has been painful. Even disastrous for car guys like us. Because we've been forced to stand in various motor shows in front of these three wise friends. 

One Mopar, One GM and One Ford guy who're all searching for the holy power grail. Who're all looking for instant power.Power increase at all speeds. Supercharged Power.

Until now we've not been fair and righteous. Instead we've nourished the GM and Mopar soul while we've let the Ford guy alone and astray.

But times are a changing and good things comes to he who waits. It seems like the last and lonely will now be fast and first.   

 Here's what I'm talking about. If your ride is, or will be, a Mustang or a F150... Listen up! Because we can offer the Coyote VMP/Magnuson Supercharger to make you feel at ease. Now.

If your're dead, stop reading.

We're in a tight spot and no matter what you're told by those in charge in your country, death seems to be the end. No witnesses around and no reliable scientific reports available to prove the opposite.

What it all comes down to.

 We just want you all to know that we're not dead yet. We're intending to survive the virus and so far garage quarantine has been a bullet proof shelter. We're working on supplying superchargers and turbos for victory every day.

 

When you're ready for thrill, we have the turbos and superchargers that you need. Here's some inspiration from an older Stockholm Open.

Stand by your Ride

Many years ago, a man arrived a bit too early to an appointment in his busted Ferrari Dino. The late afternoon sunrays made his worn yellow car look good. I was waiting too for god knows what when he arrived. 

The Old Ferrari had remains from rich combustion in the back, but the engine was running  fine.Even great. Its song resonated in the narrow French street and broke up the afternoon silence. I watched the car as it found the last roadside parking. As the ignition was switched off the sound echo out and the last fumes curled out from exhaust pipe

A man in his late 60s step out out from the Ferrari. He looked straight into the sundown while he searched and found a Cigar in his white coat. The Dino man walked five meters across the street to a bar, sat down, lit the cigar and ordered a Pastis.

Five minutes later a handsome cool woman, dressed in red arrived. They kissed. In comfort.

From that moment on I knew that ageing is not too bad and that I needed a fast yellow car. A car to wear, to tune and to get old in. Believe me, I'm working on it.

What follow is a 12 year super short story about vacation,  grand tourismo, supercharging.

The car was new. Our dreams were old. Pictured: Italian mountain roads under a cloudy sky.

Autobahn. Going fast while feeling safe. 273km/h (170mph) without even a Supercharger back in 2007. 

 Gotthard pass. 

Carina 40 years old...

...and me at being 41. Advice; If you're in need of a fast ride, blame it on a mid life crise or something similar. It works.

Next chapter in our Epic story. Buying LS3 cylinder heads while turing 50 in...

...Texas! Love it!

Why buy LS3 heads to our LS2 engine? Because of Magnuson, Magnuson Supercharger. The Heartbeat. That makes your heart beat.

Team work = Dream work. 

Carina at 48, strongly supporting Supercharged Speed

Installed...and ready for street performance, autobahn and gran tourismo travel.

Two days after install complete we hit the road. Going south fast. Feeling free while working on wearing down our yellow ride to a level that is appropriate for sundown in south 20 years from now.