My dad was always one of those "man, my Duster back in the day was the fastest thing", and I don't really blame him because the 80's/90's made some pretty lackluster stuff from the factory. Once he drove my orange Fox Mustang, he was like "oh shit, my Duster was slow". That Orange Mustang (even on nitrous) was a turd compared to my S550. Modern cars are out of control fast. And they do it while feeling totally stock usually, which is dangerous. At least in my Fox body, it felt like it was difficult to handle, kinda making you respect it more.