The night following our first day with the Lexus IS-F, after our own Wes Siler managed to procure two trashcans full of beer, a bunch of us auto-journo types sat around telling war stories involving crochet mallets (don't ask). After we'd laughed most of the oxygen out of the room, I asked the question, "So, what do you guys think of the IS-F?" For a moment the room went quiet. People began blinking then looked to the person next to them. The towering Brian Scotto, editor-in-chief of 0-60, was first to speak, "Great brakes," he said. And within moments, all present were agreeing that, yeah man, the IS-F has absolutely killer brakes. And not much else.
Let's rewind. Our first day driving the IS-F involved a scenic, albeit congested, drive through Carmel Valley. It was a strained affair. My companion on the morning drive, representing a lifestyle mag, finally and quite forcefully begged me to slow down! So I took the downtime to compare the IS-F's interior to that of its less-tweaked sibling, the IS 350, which I had driven the day before. They seemed identical, save for an absence of air-conditioned seats, radar-guided cruise control and nav system on the IS-F. The seats did feel a tad more snug.