Skyline Man
Skyline Man doesn't care much for fashion, not that you would consider him unkempt. Resplendent in a Polo Sport shirt and neatly-pressed linen, Skyline Man yearns for the heady days of International Group A racing, the series that spawned his beloved GT-R.
Tackling an open piece of road spells heaven for a Skyline Man, before stopping briefly with his equally well-groomed professional partner for a bite to eat in a rural bake house, ensuring not to drop any sprouts onto his trusty X-trainers. GT-R flour mats are expensive and hard to clean, you see. Skyline Man is about driving, exploring the limits of his track-bred car, while its media-hyped aura makes a bold statement of his intent.
Supra Man
Supra Man is altogether different. He uses cable to watch re-runs of Miami Vice, and rarely, if ever, misses a show. Supra Man likes making his own statements, cutting an image, a bower bird of the automotive world, if you like. Sporting fine Italian jewelry to match his designer hairstyle, it is obvious to all that Supra Man works out at least four times a week. He couldn't have it any other way.
You will find Supra Man far from those tortuous stretches of tarmac; he has nothing to prove here. Rather, he prefers spending time viewing his trusty steed from the confines of a café, tasting his latte, and enjoying the trappings of Supra ownership. Supra Man knows all about the opposite sex, and at any given time you can catch him low-riding the strips with one of 3-4 potential dirty bangers. Cunningly enough, Supra Man is able to fill his slacker with a mix of both 'doof-doof' techno and Barry White. He rarely leaves empty-handed, and credits the Supra as part of his success.
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