Back when I was a wee chap (at primary school even, like 1988-89) my best friends dad had one of these. He was so fanatical about it and I could have sworn he loved it more than both his kids combined. I think he got it as the first nz owner with something silly like 25,000km on it. Drove it on his daily commute of 300 odd km 5 days a week without fail for years. Still had it when I left college some 7 or 8 years later and was looking just as good as the day he brought it. I think it was the first turbo car I ever rode and with that body styling it was like being Marty McFly with the doc on an acid trip. I still remember how gutted he was when the fancy factory suspension gave up at somewhere around 400,000km and he had to replace it with kyb's (i think), never have I seen a grown man so gutted. Later in life when his son begun driving it we lined up for the mandatory dad's car drag race. I had my old man's company povo spec legacy wagon (he use to be a Subaru mechanic once upon a time), all 1.8 liters of it and surprisingly murdered the poor vortex. Turns out it was painfully slow after 3 trips to the moon and back.
Anyway, that's my story of how I viciously lived the life of a vortex owner. Cool car bro, giz!