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My mentor, Soichiro Sato, told me he had a surprise for me as we retired to his drawing room on the outskirts of Sapporo. It was a late fall evening and the air was crisp. At last the unseasonable wetness of the preceding summer had receded. Once we were finally seated, his domestic came to us, offering Cuban cigars and a snifter of fine after-dinner port. I reclined in my seat, feeling the stress of the day's obligations leaving me. At last I was curious enough to jokingly ask my friend Sato about the surprise he had promised. With a flourish unbecoming of his personality, he abruptly pulled back a velvet curtain and there, in the greatroom, was a framed blueprint of his madness. It terrified me to see his ramblings committed to paper. Below, the official seal of the Mitsubishi Motors Corporation's financial controller. He looked back at me now, wild eyed, expectant at what he anticipated to be my jubilation. I could feel only cold fear.
The elephant in the room was the Mitsubishi Evo station wagon. I looked at it, and then back at him, and then at it again. Something was drawing me in, and I felt captivated to creep closer, read the cryptic language illustrating its lines and dimensions. It was beautiful, in a way, I was coming to realize. Yes, it was growing on me. This subversive assault on the hedonism and appearances-sakes politics of the sports car market was an effective conclusion to the argument started by the launch of the Evo in the first place.
It had reached into me and kindled a long-dormant behavior, pushed deep down by the pressures of society and harmony. We had to do this, I realized, feeling the rush of personal liberty. I was becoming addicted to this sudden emotion of agency, a freeing of the shackles laid upon me by expectations. Perhaps we could go... further?
Years later, when Sato and I stood proudly next to an FC RX7 with a rear-mounted Detroit Diesel lazily firing flakes of molten ash into an evacuated Shibuya scramble crosswalk, I would tell the attending fire marshals and emergency services personnel that it was the Evo wagon’s fault. They told me to put down the impact wrench and step away from the car.

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