Ok - let’s say I change the conversation and no longer seek to define what sports car should be. Instead, I’ll say that the best sporting machines are what makes the driver smile the most regardless of how many doors it has or it’s measurable accomplishments or what cool people think of it.
by that simple measure, I’m not inclined to buy/own/drive a mustang or a Camaro or a M version of an suv or a cayenne or a challenger or a Z car because all of the aforementioned are held back by inertia. They all do incredible things…. They all make me say “what the f$&k? How can we be going this fast around that corner?” And in doing so, they surprise me because my body doesn’t offer me the sensation that I’m going as fast as I am.
now, on the other hand, I can be going 37mph and slow to 20mph and heel-toe and downshift to 2nd, take a turn, and floor it, lose the tail, countersteer and correct…..shift to 3rd and remember that I don’t wish to shatter the law and find that I’m exhilarated. Oh and the radio kinda sucks and my knee is sore from the hard surfaces and I think to myself “I can see where they’ve saved $ on the interior.
in that slice of life, I rank the brz and gr86 #1 and #2 - the margin between them so close that I’m not at all invested in who is #1 and who is #2.
eff the mopar sedan that has loads more power but is nearly 4,000lbs because driving a couch isn’t my idea of fun.