Except for the first-generation xB's tendency to hang tail at the cornering limit (with its essential stability control system disabled), I've never had this much fun in any Scion. If I were Mr. Toyoda, every Scion would have this raucous, raunchy personality. Bring on the boomy stereo, the thundering exhaust, the wild run to the red line after every stop light. Think high school senior without a care -- or a rational thought -- in his or her head. The 18-inch wheel and tire set gave this tC tenacious bite on the occasional dry patch of winter pavement and the sporty exhaust system trimmed several seconds from the zero-to-sixty sprint at the psychic (if not the physics), level of perception. I wouldn't spend a penny for the dress-up trinkets but I would recommend that everyone interested in celebrating their child side sign up for a Scion tC test drive.
Don Sherman, Technical Editor