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I have taken some time to cruise through various threads on this forum, and have seen a lot of the interesting things Subaru has made. I have seen cool Subarus like the XT, the Alcyone, and others. I have seen and heard about other Subarus that are performance cars, super fast and agile, and all that we have all done with, for and to them. But there is nothing... nothing like a Brat. They don't just belong in a class all thier own by name or type or model. Even though they have many similarities to other Subarus, similar front-end body styles, etc. They are a singular marvel in the toality of thier unique design. Its not just that they have utility in being a sort of mini pick-up, its not just that they had seats in the back, as fun as that was for many people, especially kids, and its not just in how good they are in off-roading. They have a different and unique balance and weight and handling; how they react to your driving, how they react to the road or terrain or environment, and how they react to anything in nature conspiring against them meeting the expectations of their driver. As I have said to people many times; sometimes something is designed, that just happens to be intrinsically great in its design, beyond even the intent and wishes of the designer. I think they are a quintessential example of being greater than the sum of their parts. Something in its dimensions, proportions, size, and shape; Beyond inspiration in design, they are synchronicity in operation, super synergistic, magic in coincidence, serendipity bursting with energy and an innocent, wild abandon to please its driver and to go anywhere it possibly can. It is jealous only of dogs, for its love and want to be your best friend, but love to have them along for the ride... It cannot always survive a hard crash, but it doesn't care - it is fearless... It does not defy or laugh at death, it simply does not recognise its existence, and doesn't know how to die... It can suffer loss or lack of fluids, bent this or broken that, and limp as much as it has to, to get you back home... It cannot not speak, but hears your every wish and awaits your spontaneous whim at any fleeting moment... If it could, it would take you to Shangri-la, Shambala or Avalon, and if anything could get you there, by damn it would ! It cannot fly, but by God it wants to with all its heart ! There is nothing like a Subaru Brat.