Not that it’s a bad thing. There were two at the Pavillions. The one driving by had a blatty, poppy exhaust that said “Ima slap your hands and take your lunch money before your turbo even gets to spool.” Sounds wicked. It also sounded like it was so overclocked that if your octane comes in at 90.9 and not 91, it would grenade itself.
I hate love the blue. It’s garish and unmistakable, so you won’t sneak up on anyone. OTOH, youy just spent 45K on the best Focus ever. Flaunt it.