I'm seriously torn. On the one hand, it's a car-nerd's wet dream and it takes a car nerd to understand that you're not driving a Kia that you crashed into a Pep-Boy's store. Yamulke Bee 6? Nitro? Engine in some other place besides under the hood? No normal human being will appreciate that.
But, on the other hand, it's batcrap insane. It's not quite a sleeper but it's not full-on rice either and it'll demolish most things on the highway, looking absolutely ridiculous and "🤬 THE POLICE!"-ey. And that is cool. It's a rebel car. It doesn't care what you think about it, it'll just punch whatever you're driving to the ground and then say "I'm a Festiva. Deal with it" while putting on the cliche sunglasses.
Irrationality wins here. Sub-Zero.