The Story
Picked up in the early days of ridiculous ADM in Boston.
Sports cars have always been in my family growing up and my high school/college were the heydays of Fast and the Furious being big.
I put that all on hold to focus on career, family, and a place to call home.
I have no regrets for the dark days of family haulers, but this car is fully a middle-aged, divorced dad buy.
To me, cars have become a connection with my parents. My mother actually knew about this car before I did (I kept asking if she meant the 86 or the Supra) When I saw what it was and that it scratched that STI/EVO itch I never got to scratch before and that I could afford it, I jumped at the opportunity. It's my daily driver, snow hauler, and occasional hoon machine.
I've since inherited my mother's 3000GT (RIP mom), and need to pick back up on the MR2 project (a car my father always wanted).
