We think of Australia as a sort of parallel America, with backcountry bogans in V8 Holdens existing like bizarro rednecks in lumpy-cam Camaros. As it turns out, the V8 is not the critical part of the equivalency equation.

It's just in the nature of the people themselves, and of rear-wheel drive and a lot of country roads with nobody around.

This is just a four-cylinder Torana out in the forest and it whips just fine.