The GTP is Pontiac Grand Prix with some performance extras: a supercharger, upgraded suspension and brakes, etc. A "sleeper" - a car that looks slow, but is not. Don't get me wrong - it is not a real sports car, but more of a sports sedan. You get V8 power, and V6 fuel economy. Also, this car has a good deal of modding potential.
1997 - 2003 Pontiac Grand Prix GTP - Stock 3.8L V6: 240 horsepower, 280 ft.lbs of torque. 0 - 60: about 6.6 seconds - not too bad. Fuel economy: around 18 city, 28 highway - not too bad either. 1/4 mile: around 15 seconds - again, not bad.
The usual compromise that is made when a husband (who wants a sports car) and a wife (who wants a grocery getter) buy a car together. It's a good looking car, and decently fast-certainly faster than 90% of the stuff she could have goaded you into buying if she loved you less-but contrary to what people will tell you, it will never outperform a pony car, and even a V6 Mustang will eat it for lunch.
I went and did a 15 on the drag strip in my Grand Prix GTP while I had 30 pounds worth of groceries in the car! Rock on!
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