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Daaaamn thats a serious car for serious pimp daddies 
imagines himself busting into the dealership at night and making off with the l00t, taking his Renaissance collection and GU 13,16,18, Communicate, Expeditions, some deep dish,his Gatecrasher collection and some trancethems along for the ride like
PVD - for an angel
Bland and jones - Cream
system F - out of the blue
Olmec heads - spiritualized
Shiller - Ruhe
he guns the accelerator, whacks the gearbox into 1st, and takes off down the highway. With his left hand he slides in a CD and turn the vol up and then turns the bass up. Scaning the road ahead as the projection headlights blaze the evening tarmac into a phosphorous gold.
He tilts his head feeling the night air caress his hair as he brings the speedo to a frantic 110 mph. The dull thundering of the engine a calming sound rather then annoying him, he turns the vol up some more. Passing rapidly by a old service station with a blinking price sign and cracked concrete with oil stains from years of use.
As he scans the road ahead a shape emerges in the distance, at first hard to tell what but as the machine draws closer it becomes obvious it's a car ahead travelling along the lonely road with him. He pulls ahead forcing the thundering engine to howl instead. Working it up to 130 he pulls past the intruder, small mistake perhaps because now in the light of the roadlights he can see his error. It's an unmarked copcar with a shocked or bemused officer at the wheel and a rather irate looking officer in the passenger seat. He doesn't bother looking back to see what they're expressions are now because he doesn't have need to. He hears the muted howl of their sirens screaming into the night and at him mostly.
He needs to get some distance between himself or he's in some serious trouble indeed. He gently plays the wheel right then forces the wheel left lock, spinning the car out of control, at the same time pressing the clutch and pushing the gearbox into 2nd, then pulling the handbrake to solidify the insane maneouver, bring the car to a rather fast 180 degree turn indeed. The befuddled cop machine isn't quite so artistic and manages to brake to a standstill, kick into reverse and get their car reversed but by that time the Subaru has gotten the headstart indeed and is already at 50mph and accelerating into the darkness, the red tailights laughing at the cops sad attempt to keep up.
Officer Baker glares at the machine insulting his driving abilities and pulls down the radio handset and grips it with angry white knuckles "We need some backup immediately guys, perps travelling north on 53, send us your fastest units asap"
He throws the handset on the dash and try's to keep us with the dust trail that is billowing ahead and turning visibility to shit. "Damn it" he says to to no one in particular
On the road ahead our hero sees a sideroad that looks useable, (by that he means the WRX can use it, not necessarily a road as such) He kicks the clutch down and before the gearbox can complain it's in 3rd then 2nd and the accelerator is being brought down hard. Tranzmit drives the steering wheel left, checking the balance with his right thumb. It's balanced beautifully he notes, the way a machine should be.
Pulling into the dirt road he glances behind to see how much distance he's got on the lawmen and seeing a few hundred metres of bitchumen and he relaxes somewhat.
Time to change the cd, putting on Expeditions CD1, hearing the cool ambience of Tyrantic - Breeder. Perfect for a moment in time like this he muses, when your worlds gone a bit Pete Tong as the brits would put it...he smiles at that thought
Back in reality the low profile tyres are grappling with the dirt thats ever abundant, feeling their way over stones, mud, and whatever else that likes to hang about on a dirt track on a evening like this. He promotes the gearbox into 3rd and accelerates, forcing fuel in the engine to explode at a ever increasing speed, with drives the pistons to work at a hellish pace. Ah the beauty of this machine ...he smiles again
Not too far behind the cops are closing in on his position, and there's lots of them
To be continued 
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