When I pulled up in my Z at my house he was the first one over and we started talking. He's around 55-60, and UBERwealthy. I chuckle at the fact that his "beater" is a Carrera. He gave me a ride in it once, it gets up and flat out moves. He followed me into town one day, and as we came in where the road widens to two lanes he pulled beside me and we came to the light. Two red, badass cars next to each other... nice...I have never ridden the GT2, but I can dream right?