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Originally Posted by Ganthrithor

So I decided what the hell, I'm gonna buy a BRZ. And I did. It took a while to find the right one (I finally found a WRB limited manual with no options on the east coast for a good price), but I found it and bought it right off the truck. It was awesome. I love my car. I may end up "in it" for as much as a Porsche, but there's just something lovable about the BRZ: everything about it is just inappropriate. It's like a babby M-car that just wants to squeal do happy burnouts everywhere and chase down + embarrass cars that cost ten times as much (provided the road has curves). I love that I can pull up places amidst piles of much more serious and prestigious cars and people walk over and tell me how cool my $27k Subaru is. This once happened while I was sat next to a red Lotus. A RED FUCKING LOTUS. I love bearing down on 991s and Ferarri's on backroads in my cheeky little electric-bluemobile, or parking it next to them at cars + coffee. I love that my car has torn up tread blocks all the way out to the sidewalls while their supercar doesn't despite the fact that they're near their wear bars. You know why? Because the BRZ just likes to have fun, and because the BRZ gives no fucks. That's why.

So basically what I'm trying to say is, I'm p glad the BRZ came out.

It was nigh-impossible to find a WRB Limited equipped with manual when I bought mine...now I know you dirty West Coasters were taking them!