What is it about driving that transforms a normally nice person into a monster?
I've loved cars since I was a kid. Like most or all of you, I enjoyed toy cars (the Matchbox variety, but even more so radio-controlled), as well as drawing cars.
I currently drive a 2016 Subaru WRX. My previous car was a 2012 WRX, and prior to that I had a 2003 Acura TL-S. I've had the opportunity to drive some proper sports cars as well, such as the Lamborghini Gallardo, Corvette Z06, and Nissan GT-R. Fast is good, but with great power comes great responsibility.
Reminiscing on some of Japan's finest from a bygone era.
When a new model comes out, it's expected that it will be better than the one it replaces. Does the latest WRX top its predecessor, or fall short?