Like I said, I had a slow sports car once.
Stupid thing couldn't corner either.
One time I thought I was going hell-bent for leather on a cloverleaf, right on the edge of control... looked in my rear view mirror and there's my best friend in his mom's Chevy station wagon right on my arse. That big ol' solid axle Impala wasn't even breaking a sweat.
Useless swing axle.
