[Capt Spaulding]

I'm a couple of years on the wrong side of 60, 6'6" and about 240lbs. My Subarota is my first "sports" car. I had a 2 liter '73 Mercury Capri back in the late 70s to early 80s and two '88 Acura Integras (a 2dr and a 4dr) from the late 80s until the early 2000s. Both of them died at the hands of redlight runners.

Although I took a couple of shots at running the Capri in local parking lot AutoX meets (it was much more informally organized "back then") the huge majority of my "performance driving" wasn't driving - it was riding. I did a bit of motorcycle road racing in the late 70s and early 80s. Mostly regional club level endurance events on a Honda CB750F. The timing was great, I don't know if the names will mean anything, but I had a chance to watch guys like Kevin Schwantz and Doug Polen as they passed me once every 8 laps or so. Fortunately for my ego they didn't come to every race.

My decision to buy the BRZ was made for me in 2014 by a young lady who was stopped at a light one Sunday morning arguing with her BF on her phone. When she finished, she was so pissed off, she floored the accelerator in her Tahoe and ran the light. Unfortunately, I was just entering the intersection on a KLR 650 (at the time I had it, a VFR800, and a CB900F). To make a long story short, I parked the KLR and my face in the left rear quarter panel of her SUV. Broke lots of things - most were repaired more or less successfully, but my last surgeon told me to be careful, if I messed up what she had done, she couldn't guarantee she could fix it again.

I found that I really didn't have the urge to ride anymore, but still liked to strafe the occasional apex. My wife's '12 V-6 Camry SE didn't quite do it for me. One Saturday, my wife and I were at a local Costco and they had a gorgeous car on display from a local dealer. I'd never seen one like it before. I was ogling it to try to see what manner of exotic animal it was and saw the Subie logo. My wife walked up and I told her, "babe, you're not going to believed this, but that's a fuckin Subaru. I want one." I had looked at a Miata a while back, but there's no way I can wedge myself into one and still operate the controls. I tried on the BRZ, went by the local dealer and test drove one. It was perfect. Now, thanks to Ms. S----y M------r I have a '15 WRB serving as a motorcycle replacement. It's not exactly the same, but it's damn close.