Sure, the Bi-Recreational All-Terrain isn't going to impress in the quarter. I heard it also received a "Poor" rating in the "getting onto the interstate and up to speed before being pushed onto the rumbles" category. Yet, the Subaru Brats of yesterday still trigger an irrational desire for me to own one of these vehicles as my own little runabout here in SF. Here's a chance to pick up a nice stock-looking, west-coast example for $3500. Sure $3500 could buy you other Subarus; an early 2000s Legacy or Outback with dubious head gaskets, a flogged GC Impreza, or a Forester with a smattering of politcally-charged stickers. The Brat comes before all of the safety accolades and gender stereotypes the Subaru marque garnered over the 90s and 00s, from a simpler time if you will. The attraction lay in the eagerness of a short wheelbase, a light curb weight, and a great dual range 4x4 system available in the ea81/2 cars. This Brat has the 4wd, 4spd manual and fun tops! With 86k miles, and about 80hp, I could creep at a glacial pace to 100k. I'd have to secure a garage to slow the pace of the 30 year old interior plastics' return to dust. The only plastic on the Brat that seems to hold up well (usually) are the rear-facing plastic jump seats in the bed, which have their own joystick-shaped handles so you can white knuckle your way down dirt roads sideways and/backwards while your soon-to-be-ex tries to get you to spill your guts with a Scandanavian flick. Sure, backseat guests would be making a significant sacrifice of creature comforts versus the rear of my V70 (no rear-seat cup holders?!) but think of the exhilaration (/terror/) of rear-facing open air motoring, and the stories of how I lost my favorite/hat/sunglasses/friend on the 101!