1997 Toronto Toyota Sport Rally
This page has 62 pictures on it, i decided to have one big page rather
than make you traverse the depths of mouse clicking. Grab a coffee, or
beer, sit back, and relax while the whole page loads, then let me tell
you my story of a group of Supraholics releasing some bottled tension..
DISCLAIMER: I am not a proffesional photographer, and i do not have
professional equipment. I took these photos using a Kodak DC40 Digital
Camera, which plugs right into my laptop, and to you, the net surfer.
This is Saturday August 16th, around 5:00p.m. I have
finished washing, scrubbing, vacuuming, and cleaning my car for these pictures,
and the meet. My home town has a bluff, or escarpment, rising some three
to four hundred feet dividing the city into two halves. We are at the edge
of this escarpment, and the clouds are seen all around us, allthough it
is clear above me, and quite eeerie. After taking some 30 odd pictures
of my car, i sit and watch the skies turn black, and the city become en-gulfed
in mist. This was the first time i sat here during the onslught of a storm,
and i will have to do it again sometime.
With the last pictures of my car taking today, i head
home, pick up a pizza, and wait patiently for the dawn of a new day. The
next morning, i replace my one worn tire(steel belts showing) with the
spare, and park on the street. Then I drive to meet my brother, and catch
him adding OCTANE BOOSTER to his little red supra, hoping it will
be up to the task of thrashing some Mark 4 Heiney.
When we arrive at 9:45 a.m., the meet is well under way
with 10 Supras on display. Typical Sounds of a Supra meet are heard from
"Pop the hood!" "What is THAT ??"
"Your'e running NOS on a 1982 MKII" "Which Electronic
Boost Controller is better?" "This car is CHERRY !"
"How many Kilometres did you say this Supra has?" What is a Down-Pipe
?" "Hmmmmm, is that an 85, or an 86 Supra?".
By the time Noon rolled on in, i counted 6 MKII's, 9
MKIII's, and 4 MKIV's, 1 Corrolla, plus Bob, who didn't drive to the meet
in a supra, but he had over 50% Toyota content in his dodge ram-van which
was cleverley discguised inside as an 82 MKII.
In this first picture, we Alan Wood, and his Beautiful
MKIV, who is from Rochester, Making this Rally truely International. The
middle picture is what a MKII looks like running a 75-shot of laughing
gas( NOS). the skies were indifferent most of the day, not knowing
whether to pur like a sun-of-a-gun, or be nice and spare us a wet t-shirt
contest(allthough not a bad idea for next years event, Andy, take a note).
I didn't realize this until now, but i wish i had grabbed
a better picture of these three MKII's sitting beside each other. They
were for all intesnive purposes identical to all but the most devout Supra
fans. One was(is) for sale and had over 300,000 kilometers, but looked
absolutely show room condition. Two of them were owned by the same person,
and i can only think of that song "will i ever have to make up my
mind, will i ever have to finally decide, try to drive one, and leave the
For those of you thinking about upgrading your suspensions,
here is a little information that you can sink your eyes balls on. The
car on the left is mine, a 1987 with factory everything, rims, tires, springs,
struts. The middle car is Rupinders, a 1989, his spings are APEX, Tociko
shocks, Arbet Type II 17" rims, BGF 235-45-17 ZR3 tires. . The car
on the right is my brother Pauls, also a 1989, and he has Tokico Illuminas
II (TEMS), H&R springs, Stock rims and rubber. You can see there
is quite a difference between the three cars. Now I have Suspension Envy
! It sure looks evil seeing those three red monsters beside each other
! What can they be up to, no good no doubt !!!
It is after 1 p.m., and we are getting anxious to dust
some Rustangs From Alberta, so we head off. I was in a pack of 4 MKIII's.
I couldn't of too many other better ways to get anywhere. The reactions
of people on the street were hilarious, being last in the group, definately
had some advantages. Are we ever gonna get passed this dump truck, or is
he gonna spew his extra tires at us once he gets up to speed. Well, we
didn't wait to find out, shazammmm, we blew by him, and several other cars
like possesed demons.
Once down at the Lakeshore on Queens Quay(Pronounced
QUEENS KEY, don't ask me why?), I locate a high perch from which to
snap a shot or twenty. Way down there is a bunch of supra owners, what
are they doing you ask? Well, they are waiting for me, i'd better get down
there now. Travelling on foot in disguise now, we approach the resturaunt
with caution, hearing rumours that other Supra Owners had come before us,
and they were eaten by the local tribespeople.
Lunch went well, with more stories, pictures, and the
occasional beer wench dropping a tray of drinks on me, lacerating my shifting
hand, which may never heel completely. Ah well, i drive an Auto-Magic,
so i don't really need two hands.
Alan had some White mice, which were jalepenos peppers,
covered with cheese and deep-fried. I only saw the plate for a moment,
not even long enough to grab a picture, so i am asuming they were delicious.
Once again, I am on top of the parking arcade, and i see two white MKIV's
down below, with their flashers on. Oh yeah, waiting for me, bye......
Once down on terra-firma, the photo oportunities are
boundless, so off i go snapping here, there, everywhere. I didn't even
notice the sky-dome was in the back-ground until making this web page up,
talk about being absorbed in one self. We cruised up younge street, side
by each, for the most part, and made it our next destination, at Younge
and St. Clair. Numbers are dwindling now, but the Toyota Spirit is high,
as seen on this third shot where Rupinder, Vinko, and Alan are seen singing
"I love what you do for me, TOYOTA !!!"
Once inside, we relaxed once agin, from the strain of
dodging taxi-cabs on younge street, and grab a soothing cup of java. Up
to the second floor, looking out over the animal exhibit, oh wait, that
is Younge Street.
Parden me girls, I've dropped my Twizzler, can you pass
it back to me up here ? Is that you Rochester folks
pick up women in the BIG APPLE Alan? I am particaularily fond
of this middle picture, partly because my car is in the foreground, but
mostly because I starting to flash-back on all the fun I have had today.
One last shot as people are suiting up for battle once
again. Our planned route of escape, back down Younge street, west on the
gardiner, where we will say our good-byes on the high-way doing well over
the posted speed limits.
This is hard work keeping up to Alan, ahhh, finally,
smile for the birdy. whooops, there he goes again.
Time to send in the first line of defense, a highly modified
1989 MKIII Toyota Supra Turbo. I wonder what they are talking about,
pinkslips, registrations, insurance...whooops, conversation over, they
are outa here ! And when you drive a Supra, OUTA HERE takes on a totally
This was the last we saw of Alan, he turned towards Niagara,
and my brother and I towards Home. We stopped at a Tim Hortons for a coffee
once in town, and we were approached my a Rustang owner. I have talked
with him on other occasions. He asked me what years the two supras were,
and how we could tell them apart from other years. I simply asked him if
he could tell different year Mustangs from one and other, he said ofcourse,
naturally, and I just raised my arms up and shruged my shoulders. I think
he understood, hehehe.
I hope you enjoyed these pictures and the stories accompanying
them. I didn't realize i took so many pictures until Monday morning, but
each one is priceless, and worth much more than 2 thousand words each.
If you see any pictures that you would like for your web page, or private
collection, send me an e-mail, and i will forward you the uncompressed
picture, which is 3 times the size and resolution.
a look at last years event, the Canadian Supra Appreciation Day
to my home page then
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