Mates SS VS, everyone yibbeted on about how much a beast it was and how it would monster my Forester. He'd put quite a bit of work into it, I knew less then than I know now if that's even a real thing, so not sure what it was. He let me drive on the promise he could drive the Foz. I went round the back of my joint with him and two others in the car, car coming the other way I just drifted off to make space for both cars - probably doing a buck twenty - everyone in the car started screaming and bouncing around which didn't help the fact that the car was a bowl of jelly itself.... such a joke... he made me hand the keys back, I was glad to. Said to him to jump in the Forester, buck thirty, dropped the two left onto the gravel, kept driving, no dramas, back onto the tarmac, sweet as.
He now drives a fairly neatly modded GC8.
Haha.