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philmophlegm) wrote2007-04-22 02:14 pm
philmophlegm) wrote2007-04-22 02:14 pm
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Things you can do in 5.2 seconds.
Well one thing you can do at least...
...is accelerate from 0-60 mph in a Prodrive-modified Subaru Impreza Turbo, even the estate version.
That's faster than a lot of so-called supercars (most models of Porsche 911 for example).
Tragically, we won't own a Prodrive-modified Subaru Impreza Turbo for very much longer because we're selling it and Bunn is buying a new car. I'm (obviously) keeping my S2000, but Bunn will be buying a sensible estate. Criteria: large enough to carry four humans (we do very occasionally carry uman passengers), one greyhound and one lurcher in comfort, must have aircon or climate control (which is where the Impreza fall down), must be reasonably nice to drive (but let's be honest, it won't be as great as the Impreza), must be newer, must be lower mileage and preferably have leather upholstery.
I'm going to miss the Impreza. I will miss the way that small boys say "cool car". I will miss the way that boy racers in hot hatches tacitly acknowledge that by every measure they acknowledge, you are 'better' than they are. And I will especially miss those rare moments like this one:
I was on my own in the Impreza doing a reasonable speed in the outside lane of the M4. A middle aged couple in an E-class Merc appear right behind me in my rear view mirror. I hate tailgaters with a passion. Now of course the proper thing to do is accelerate pas the car inside of you and pull in to let the annoying tailgater past. If I'm not in the mood to do the right thing though, I might do one of two things. I might tap the brake pedal lightly enough that I'm not actually braking but heavy enough that the brake lights come on. That sometimes scares them off your bumper. Or I might drop into a lower gear and just floor it.
When you do the latter in the Impreza, you will leave the car behind a long way behind. On this occasion, I did just that (it'll do 80 to 120 in a handful of seconds), before pulling in and slowing down to 70. I'd made my point. I watched the Merc driver come past me. He looked sheepish. I could also see that his wife was telling him off. As they drove past, he fixed his view straight ahead and did not even glance in my direction, but his wife turned to me, smiled and put her thumb up!
...is accelerate from 0-60 mph in a Prodrive-modified Subaru Impreza Turbo, even the estate version.
That's faster than a lot of so-called supercars (most models of Porsche 911 for example).
Tragically, we won't own a Prodrive-modified Subaru Impreza Turbo for very much longer because we're selling it and Bunn is buying a new car. I'm (obviously) keeping my S2000, but Bunn will be buying a sensible estate. Criteria: large enough to carry four humans (we do very occasionally carry uman passengers), one greyhound and one lurcher in comfort, must have aircon or climate control (which is where the Impreza fall down), must be reasonably nice to drive (but let's be honest, it won't be as great as the Impreza), must be newer, must be lower mileage and preferably have leather upholstery.
I'm going to miss the Impreza. I will miss the way that small boys say "cool car". I will miss the way that boy racers in hot hatches tacitly acknowledge that by every measure they acknowledge, you are 'better' than they are. And I will especially miss those rare moments like this one:
I was on my own in the Impreza doing a reasonable speed in the outside lane of the M4. A middle aged couple in an E-class Merc appear right behind me in my rear view mirror. I hate tailgaters with a passion. Now of course the proper thing to do is accelerate pas the car inside of you and pull in to let the annoying tailgater past. If I'm not in the mood to do the right thing though, I might do one of two things. I might tap the brake pedal lightly enough that I'm not actually braking but heavy enough that the brake lights come on. That sometimes scares them off your bumper. Or I might drop into a lower gear and just floor it.
When you do the latter in the Impreza, you will leave the car behind a long way behind. On this occasion, I did just that (it'll do 80 to 120 in a handful of seconds), before pulling in and slowing down to 70. I'd made my point. I watched the Merc driver come past me. He looked sheepish. I could also see that his wife was telling him off. As they drove past, he fixed his view straight ahead and did not even glance in my direction, but his wife turned to me, smiled and put her thumb up!
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