I was having a tete-a-tete with a friend recently when he veered off our conversation by asking; “Did you see that Subaru for Esther?” For a moment I could not comprehend what he was talking about, so I gave him the look that said “you-just-lost-me-there”.
It was only when he pointed at a vehicle ahead of us, but on a different lane, that I understood his question. My friend loves cars, and a pimped metallic blue Subaru Forester with a noisy exhaust was hightailing. With time, one gets used to, and hardly notices the antics of young Subaru drivers who know they have the power to overhaul most vehicles in sight and don’t hesitate to demonstrate it.