IT STARTED WITH TWO DELIBERATED POPSas if the crusher was hitting politely. Excuse me, it's death, can I enter? The windows exploded. The car squats. the flattened spoiler. Part of the mirror on the driver's side fell to the ground. Wings splattered with cracks. The doors creaked and buckled; the ground effects fell to their knees before collapsing completely. It looked vaguely like a mouth full of potato chips. A contemplative silence followed. The grinding plate retreated to reveal a geometric white pearl metal plate. From a car to a carcase in less than a minute. The car was a 2015 Mitsubishi Lancer Evolution 2015 2.0-liter turbo petrol box, 303 hp, 305 lb-ft of torque at 4000 rpm, Brembos, Bilsteins, Eibachs, Enkeis, a maximum speed limited to 146 km / h limited by Redline. A few days ago, I had demolished the 101 behind the wheel. See this spoiler in the rearview mirror. Put some soil on these wings. When the forklift threw it cleanly for transport, I noticed that the badge was out of the trunk. It was no longer an Evo. It was a 3550-pound paperweight.FIFTEEN YEARS AFTER When it arrives in the United States, the Mitsubishi Lancer Evolution – the Evo, as it's called whistling or whistling, depending on whether the speaker has been harmed or not – is firmly anchored in the public consciousness as a character of action of the automotive world. It's not a car, it's a toy in the shape of a car. Children, what is the antonym of "daily driver"? Although he was born in the rally, Evo has reached maturity in mass media films, video games, YouTube, before reaching its final form as a "young man". strange adult with a disdain for the factory settings. . Having an Evo, it was having a moderate Evo. A better intercooler. A bigger spoiler. A shock sticker, or maybe a sticker describing what the driver would like to do with your mother. Looking at an Evo now, we may not be able to guess his past, but we can certainly guess his future because he passed in the past. fast track, flames barking titanium tricks, rap music murmuring from a subwoofer.I learned about the PEARL-WHITE EVO 10 days before his crash. It was a pre-production model that had survived for three years in the bowels of Mitsubishi Motors in North America and was scheduled to break at the end of the month. His crime? As a pre-production car without VINs, government regulation provided for it.

All this resulted in an intriguing offer: if I arrived in California at the weekend, Mitsubishi would hand over the keys. Three miles away in Virginia, I was opening the door of another Evo: a 2012 2012 2.0 liter four-cylinder GSR, 450 hp, 450 lb-ft of torque at 4200 rpm, the Top speed is a problem between me and my god. The recording says black, but it has not been for a while. It was yellow. Ish. Scratches and splashes were involved. Like many Evos, he has not escaped the sometimes heavy affection of the pretenders of the secondary market: engine, turbo, intercooler. Too many items to list, he says, ask for more details. An uninterrupted gallop would take me to California in time to be the last thing Evo saw from Mitsubishi before he died. I am in my Evo. I started driving.

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THERE WERE 10 GENERATIONS evolutions, each titled with Roman numerals, like kings. Evo II is dead; Long live Evo III. The model was created for one purpose: rallying. The world was crazy about rallying in the 90's and nobody was as excited as Mitsubishi. After all, success makes hunger more successful, and the three diamonds accumulate international victories with the Colt and the Galant. In 1992, the first Evolution was equipped with the Lancer's single-body, Galant VR4 all-wheel drive, a fully redesigned multi-link suspension at the rear and an engine. turbocharged 2.0 liters developing 247 horses. to -60 in just over six seconds. It's sold in a few days. A fairy godmother gave each successive Evo an assortment of gifts. For the II: boost boost and suspension settings. The III: new style and higher compression ratio. The IV: new active yaw control and turbo double scroll. The V: improved torque and wider track. Soon. Etc. The real name of this fairy godmother was the homologation. If Mitsubishi wanted a better rally car, she had to make a better street car and sell at least 2,500 cars. It worked. From 1996 to 1999, Tommi Mäkinen led four Evos men to four World Rally Championship titles When I asked Mitsubishi whether it considered the Evo as a rally car or as a car that could rally it, the answer of the chief engineer Chiaki Tsujimura was simple: "Both".

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ON MY SPRINT FROM THE NETHERLANDS, I only met one other Evo, a white X who was parading with me in the beautiful gorges of Virgin River, Arizona. When we stopped to refuel, the driver told me that they would come from Manitoba. It was the first Evo they saw too. There has never been a lot to start with. The United States has only received slightly faded versions of the VIII to the X. Since the beginning, few of them have reached their goal: the rally. I asked Antoine L'Estage, ten-time Canadian rally champion, which he remembered the car he had driven to win several North American titles. He spoke with affection. "It was just a good car and a good team … I keep a good memory of my years of driving on the Evo." According to him, the scarcity that has kept the cult side of Evo Street is what kept him out of the dominance of Subaru. gathering scene. "We were one of the first to build one in North America, it was very difficult to find efficient parts, we had to be a bit resourceful," said L'Estage. "It's a lot easier if a guy starts rallying the moment to find a Subaru … these are two good starting points." It was not impossible to find parts for the Evo, but it was expensive. And money was the last thing that Americo Evo fans had.

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SWEAT TRICKLED MY BACK while I was surrounded by more Evos than I had ever seen in one place. I went to Mitsubishi Motors North America in time for the annual owners day. The huge parking lot brimming with modern cars shone like a poisoned frog. While waiting to retrieve the legendary car from the last press, I walked around the assembly. Like me, the guys (and a woman) explained why they chose Evos (Need Speed, 2 Fast 2 Furious, Initial D, Gran Turismo), their favorite memories ("Dude, when you blew this intermediate pipe!"), and where I could find them on Instagram. They introduced me to their crews; they showed me their logos. They told me how they got their cars: "When I demolished my BMW." "Sketchy Kid on Craigslist." "Title of rescue." They were wired, crazy, generous and very educated about their rides. I loved them. Everyone had bought his used car. "I had this car from my brother because he fucked her, bent her, burned tires, brakes," said the owner of a dark red Evo X who wanted to be known as Troy or "squeakycahlean". "He has five cars in total.My mother calls me while I go snowboarding and says:" Do you want an Evo? "The current Evo culture has less to do with current rally practice than with an underlying spirit. : an average person doing something amazing. The underdog becomes an unlikely hero. Modding is a way to create something previously reserved for people with disposable income: a lot of power in a single package. Autonomy, individuality, bravery, the opportunity to look like the swaggering protagonist of the action movie of your life. With a base price of $ 35,000, the Evo was already accessible to a new category of amateurs. And if you manage to win a used title with a rescue title, why not go there? However, it is difficult to retain a brand when your primary customers exist in the secondary market.

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A few years ago, I tried to get my EVO painted. I went to four different paint shops. I'm not the guy for you, they said. No room in the hotel. Several weeks after the start of my research, one of them actually explained it. "This car is not worth the paint I would put on it." The Evo had a reputation and the class did not belong to it. Evo had too many problems for his fans to buy a new one and too commonplace for the luxury market. He could not find his rhythm in the rally or club races. He was able to do almost anything, but he did almost nothing. All you need is love, sang the Beatles, but love could not save the Evo.In. In 2015, Mitsubishi launched the edition named Final Edition. The number 1,600 of 1600 sold for $ 76,400, almost double its price, even as hundreds of less collectible numbers languished on lots. In the end, the fans still could not pay the sticker. They would catch them on the other side. Title of rescue. The Evo has always done everything quickly, including obsolescence: in the United States, it has gone from car to car in a little over 12 years. A generation of runner boys put on the weeds of the widow. The Evo was dead.

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I read once that SERIAL KILLER Velma Barfield had Cheez Doodles and Coca-Cola as her last meal. It's a tradition, the special meal, a foretaste of freedom. Steak is a popular choice. So that's the pizza. KFC chicken is more represented than you would expect. I decided the meal that the Evo X deserved, his last meal being actually the first. I drove the latest Evo X to several hours north of Long Beach to let him do what he was designed for: playing in the mud.

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Sweeping large arches aside in a dry lake bed, I marveled at the little sweetness that reigned at Evo, even at the end. It was not the heart attack of my Evo built, but she was still shaking. The road holding had bright eyes and reacted on both the tarmac and the dirt, thanks to the active three-mode center differential. The yaw control had evolved into the Mitsubishi Super All Wheel Control System, a sophisticated system that slows active yaw control. With stability control turned on, it was almost impossible to place the car on its side. She followed with confidence in every corner. The stability control was off, though, and everything was getting loose, dirty and snarling. He delivered what every Evo always had: a frenetic and capable joy. He murmured what Evo had whispered to thousands of drivers before me: Drive him as if you had stolen him; drive it as if there was no tomorrow.

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WHEN I PULLED IN THE LONG BEACH JUNKYARD A few days later, a worker takes a look at my yellow Evo and asks, "Are you here to shoot a movie?" "I am here for the other Evo." He said I could enter without him. "I can not watch." I could.Because this was done, I would go back to my own Evo. At least he would live forever, becoming an increasingly complex amalgam of spare parts. Finally, maybe more than an Evo, but rather simply a vehicle built by an Evo driver. The Evo culture has never needed a new model to stay enthusiastic. Traces of dopamine across the country will still dwindle, but the spirit of ingenuity that they inspired will continue. The Evo may not have realized its dream as a rally icon, but it has evolved into something bigger and perhaps even more immortal. The Evo is dead; Long live the Evo.(# You might also like,,)