My uncle always makes fun of me for having a Japanese car (He's a total muscle car guy). I'm always at his shop either working on his race car, 84 ex trans-am camaro with Chevy RCR NASCAR motor punching out a conservative 650hp (He dominates his class with the car), or my impreza 2.5i. Heres one of my favourite conversations I've had with him.
Him: What do you want to do to the rice burner today?
Me: Just a little suspension work.
Him: Why don't you just get something with a V8 and actually be fast?
Me: What car did I see kick your Camaro's a** at the track last week?
Him: Thats no fair, they have money growing from their a**es.
Me: Those Versace Subarus are pretty quick aren't they? (for those of you that don't know, the Versace Subarus are 2 insanely modified hawk-eye STI track beasts that have close to $500,000 into them each).
Him: Yeah, Subaru's are pretty good...for rice burners
Love the guy to death though and I can say its because of him (and my other uncle for that matter for) that my passion for cars started.
Now I can teach him a thing or two about Subarus when we rip apart my recently purchased EJ22T junkyard motor