So I Westjet up to prince george... There's my car, lots of paint scratches, needs a good wash, and fugly sawblades... But a nice strong engine!
Boy am I glad it's an 89... the sexy back end
I'm also glad the 3" exhaust tip doesn't have that "look at me, I drive a Honda" look to it. Nice and rumbly though.
Took the targa off for the 9 hour cruise down (that's including an hour's worth of stops)...
This guy in a Topaz tried to race me all the way to Cache Creek... he was actually a fucking psychopath, and almost killed himself many times... This picture was taken at 190km/hr...
I love BC...
This car rocks (stock boost can kiss my ass though)
