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G-MAN
12-28-2002 15:44:16
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Re: Off subject F150 vs 2500 in reply to Farmall Man, 12-27-2002 15:40:41
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You have some good parts in your truck, but I think you'll get drug around. Your NP205 doesn't have as low of a low-range as the NVG241 in his Dodge, his engine is built to produce maximum torque at around 1400 rpm and he's got 1000 lbs of weight sitting right over his front axle in that Cummins engine. You also need to factor in that the "wimpy automatic" has a torque converter in front of it that is going to multiply his torque a few times over in a near-stall condition. That "wimpy automatic" is also a pretty good transmission - unless you get it hot, which will destroy any automatic in no time. His automatic is basically a Chrysler 727 Torque-Flite with a heavy-duty overdrive bolted on the back. In case you're not familiar with Chrysler products, the Torque-Flite is one of the best automatics ever built. Also consider your half-ton axles and if they're going to stand up to the strain. I know his Dana 60 front and Dana 70 or 80 rear will. If you want to have a chance, hook to your bumper and let him hook around his rear axle, that way he can transfer some weight to your truck and you can hook better, lol. I'm kidding on that last part - if you do that, I guarantee he will drag you wherever he wants to take you. And if you decide to have the pull, do it on asphalt and make it interesting. We once hooked up to a '86 Chevy 1/2 ton with a 305, auto and 3.42 gears with our '76 Ford 3/4 ton with a 390, four-speed and 4.10s. We were probably weighing 6500 lbs to his 4500 and it was a slaughter. I'm not a Ford man, but even I knew he didn't have a chance. There was a lot of alchohol involved, and by the time the smoke cleared, my uncle had dragged him 2 city blocks and around a corner in the low side of 3rd gear, and the guy did a fine job of missing several parked cars and the bank, considering he was driving backward. As you might guess, the fight started shortly after the trucks stopped. And those four patches of rubber where he spun before my uncle let the clutch out were there in front of the Knights of Columbus hall for a few years.
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