Stage 1:
"excitement" you've just bought your first GT Turbo
Stage 2:
"anger" you see a fiesta in the distance and just have to race it
Stage 3:
"what the *%}k just happened" 30 psi just saw the end of a liner
Stage 4:
"dispair" why the hell did I do this?
Stage 5:
"embarrassment" the fiesta owner drives past with his mates laughing at you and your rally prepped halfords special
Stage 6:
"ouch" you've just had to fork out for some nugget who knows nothing about cars and swears that he owned a super chipped 5 back in the day to rebuild your engine. On the cheap of course.
Stage 7:
"fear" you're scared to even drive the damned thing now so it's probably time that you create a bull**** eBay listing for the heap and hope some pre-pubesant gets stiff at the thought of buying your "rally prepped weapon"
After all, even Jean Ragnotti would kill for a go in it.