1) Fuck you, it’s personal preference, you elitist cunt.

I don’t think you’re thinking about it right. They’re likely using it like an electronic LSD but shorting the power pulses from the ICE. Where with conventional traction control you send too much power to the tire then slip it off through friction plates (or the brakes a la McLaren), you send just shy of what power…

Is it really a “boost” though, and not just there for launches as you can (well, in theory) vector the torque off the line better with a motor than a electric LSD or TC? 

The 3.5 cars were far from lame. They were absolute monsters. 

Prototypes go from high tech turbo motors in heavy cars to glorious screaming V10s in svelte cars = everyone bitches.

I can’t agree. Far prefer the whoosh of huge turbo boost + big straight cut gear whine. 

Yeah, and it’s not gonna hit the panhandle.

I’ll concede I do not give a fuck about Toyotas that aren’t race cars. I can tell you the TS010 was designed by Tony Southgate and made circa 9000 lbs. Of downforce at a theoretical 200 mph with a -6.1:0 L:D.

Still not the one I'm talking about, Hoss.

Indeed. Racing just needs to give up on open wheel for good. There's no good reason for it. 

You take your Celica and get out. 

Did I say Celica Supra? I obviously meant the F&F one the new one resembles, not the ancient shitbox ones.

Yeah, the turd one everyone loves. I know it's the Mk.4 or whatever, but the rest were Celias. Frankly, I'm fine with not knowing fuckall about "Supra" history. I don't care. 

Not at all like Can Am cars. Can Am was the furthest from spec.

Might be less of a hype problem if you guys didn’t write another article about is every seven hours, in between F&F retrospectives. Jus' sayin'. 

Well, it’s keeping with tradition. The original Supra was ugly too, looked like and FD RX-7 that got stung by a swarm bees as was about to go into anaphylactic shock.  

That'd be half the fun.

I don’t like either. They have their funny moments, but I just want more episodes of Letterkenny already.

It’d look best in Vantablack, in the middle of the night, in rural Montana, on a new moon.

At $160k, it rips your bank account.