Wait, listen. I can go down stairs. Fire up my baby and hear two ****ing turbos whistle away, make pishssssssssssssssssh noises and generally entertain myself. What the **** have you got?


It's all good. Turbo, non turbo, manual, auto, we all share the love of old 90s Toyotas when they were putting out cars to get the rest of the world a little bit worried. We're brothers in arms.