I had an IROC back in the day, and yes, it's definitely a guilty pleasure
quick story: back in 86 after I bought the car, the weef and I were traveling back up to Seattle from Texas on our honeymoon on 101. we stopped in Healdsburgh for some refreshments and while we were sitting in the car on the side of the road, a slew of about 15 or 20 Ferraris followed by a Jaguar passed us by. I said oboyoboyoboy, (which caused the wife to immediately say "oh *****!!") threw my stuff down and picked up the chase. even though they were in a large group, those guys didn't hold anything back and proceeded to storm northwards through the twisties. I followed to the best of my (young and naive) abilities with speeds approaching into the 90s and beyond. (not a bad clip for that stretch of highwy back in those days) I would have to say that the IROC impressed me enough by the fact that I was able to keep up with them to the point where passing them would have exceeded my own juvenile lack of experience. after about 20 mins or so, the weef said that it was high time we slowed down, so reluctantly I did but not before having had a chance to have a little dolce vita with machinery that most other cars would not have been able to touch
good times
