Project Car Garage

We're rapidly approaching a tipping point with our fine fleet of cars. Very soon, at least one will have to go back to its manufacturer. We're running out of modifications to do to a few of the others. And one of our favorites is starting to show signs of impending death.

The question is, what do we replace them with? As you can see from page 138, readers have been sending in massive requests for a J-body. DSM fans have also been pushing for a first and second generation Eclipse/Laser/Talon.

Even manufacturers have been getting in the mix. Anyone interested in another Project Matrix? No? How about a rallyed-out Suzuki SX4? New WRX? We're taking requests, so start sending them in. -Ed.

Project SRT-4
Mileage: 24,140
In the CD player: unlabelled burned CD of illegally downloaded Jpop.
It isn't until an enthusiastic Miata owner jokingly refers to the SRT-4 as 'the track bully' that I realize how much fun I've been having bombing around Laguna Seca. It's my first time driving the huge track. And thanks to the kind people at Mazda, it's empty, except for the occasional Miata here and there. With a malfunctioning throttle position sensor, relatively unsticky BFG KDWs and steering feedback that would be embarrassing in an old Cadillac, I'm having the time of my life. The SRT-4 is sputtering up the hills and sliding uncontrollably through the corners. The side-exit exhaust is louder than anything else at the circuit today, including the race cars. But while Laguna Seca is notoriously strict regarding noise regulations, the decibel meters are located on the passenger side of the track. The exhaust pipe exits on the driver's side. Bonus.

Laguna Seca is a two-day affair. By the end of it all, the giant Stoptech brakes are worn to almost nothing. They've done a great job of hauling the car down at the end of the straight in almost six hours of hard driving.

Despite nearly three years of driving Project SRT-4, it's not until this weekend that the beauty of the orange abomination hits me. When the last run-group is done, everyone makes their way out to the parking lot to swap on a new set of pads, wheels and tires, and check tire pressures. Some are loading cars onto trailers and others are returning their rides to street-legal form. Not me. I just hop in the car, turn the key and drive home: 350 miles home.

And as I cruise along at 80mph, it couldn't be clearer what an important role the SRT-4 plays in our project car garage. To understand what being an SCC project car means, you'd have to multiply the rental car factor by about oh... 100. Yet somehow it's quiet in here. There are no squeaks, rattles or banging noises coming from, in, or around the car. And the stereo sounds good, with great bass-despite the engine speed. It's with utter disbelief that I admit this is the car in our fleet that has broken the least. It's almost never been in for repairs. And how about that build quality? Every car in our fleet has one issue or the other: an irritating noise that just won't go away or a special way it has to be driven to avoid a catastrophic crash. But not the lowly Dodge. Impossibly, it is an econobox built by an American company more than four years ago. And those are like dog years with SCC cars. I still don't like the steering feel. It feels as though the car has the turn radius of a nuclear missile launcher. I'd take the blowoff valve and throw it into a lake and the gas gauge doesn't work either. But at long last, I have bonded with our Project SRT-4.-James Tate

Project MR2-Spyder
Mileage: 45,370
In the CD player: Nada. NPR on the radio.
The police car rolled alongside and the driver asked me to pull over. I tried to keep cool, knowing I had done nothing wrong. Both cars now stationary, one of LA's finest, gun at his side, walked up to me. "I've got one of these," the officer said. "And I'd like to get mine turbocharged. This is Sport Compact Car's MR2, isn't it? I've read about this car." Even when you are innocent, it's still a relief to know you're not going to get booked.

Yes, I replied. It does belong to that fine magazine and has indeed been turbocharged. What I didn't say was that the car is also pretty fast and can take corners at speeds that could get someone arrested. I didn't want that someone to be me. I could also have gone into a lengthy monologue about day-to-day life with a daily-driven project car.

Most of the time, that life is good, as long as you're prepared to suck up various things. This car has the strangest steering of any MR2 I've ever encountered. There's some play at dead center, but the action is ultra-light and infra-quick, so almost before it becomes apparent, you've changed direction. Or the ruts in the road will do it instead. The front wheels will follow anything, even a Scientologist. It's best to drive with both hands on the wheel at all times, just to provide some resistance and weight.

The drivetrain is unhappy and lurchy in a high gear at low revs, which I took to be a trait of the lightweight TRD flywheel, but Chen says it's something to do with the throttle mapping. Ah well, I'll just have to use more revs.

Driving through a canyon the other day, I noticed the inside rear wheel spinning on tight corners. A limited-slip diff would have been nice. And even though the suspension could never be accused of being pliable, I don't mind. But I do worry sometimes that the car might shake itself apart. The driver's door handle is looking a bit loose and the front of the instrument binnacle is coming away.