24/05/2026
Nobody expected this to be the car I ended up with.
Honestly… neither did I.
Because for years, the dream was always a Z33. Ever since they first hit the roads in 2003, I was obsessed with them. The sound, the shape, the attitude, the whole VQ platform just lived in the back of my mind for years no matter what else I drove.
But life changed.
I became a mum.
I became a photographer.
I became someone who needed practicality just as much as passion.
And somehow, the older I got, the more I realised the Z33 I dreamed about back then never actually fit the person I became.
Then there was Canary.
And that car… taught me a lot.
She introduced me to the car community properly. She was there through late night drives, meets, shoots, heartbreak, growth, burnout, rebuilding, learning who I was and learning who I wasn’t. We had good days and bad ones. Some incredible memories. Some horrible ones too.
And no matter how hard I tried, there was always this feeling deep down that my heart never fully attached itself to her.
She taught me resilience more than connection.
And I think for a long time, I convinced myself that was enough.
Then Yuki happened.
And for the first time in years, it felt like something inside me clicked back into place.
Not because she’s perfect.
Not because she’s flashy.
Not because she’s some insane build.
But because somehow this platform feels like the missing piece I’d been unconsciously looking for the past two decades.
The sound.
The comfort.
The aggression hidden underneath refinement.
The feeling behind the wheel.
The way she fits my life now instead of the version of me I thought I had to become.
Even my daughter loves this car in a way that catches me off guard sometimes. Watching her slowly forget Canary honestly says a lot more than I think people realise.
And maybe that’s why this feels so emotional to me.
Because Yuki doesn’t feel like “the next car.”
She feels like the car-shaped hole in my heart I didn’t realise I’d been trying to fill for almost twenty years.
Not a replacement for the memories.
Not an upgrade.
Not a flex.
Just… home.
So here she is.
Yuki. 🤍
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