The howling denizens of the Internet may not be a representative sample of real life, but they are loud nonetheless, and they’ve seemingly had it in for the Toyota Supra since the wraps came off. It’s too much a BMW, they say. It doesn’t feel like a real Supra, thanks to all those German parts underneath. Others (understandably) whined about teaser fatigue, or complained about the car’s styling. While subjective complaints about a car’s looks are understandable, and while I understand the complaints about the new Supra not being Toyota enough (I did ask for a percentage breakdown of Toyota/BMW parts content; the company politely declined to comment), all of the noise ignored one thing – what it’s like to actually drive the damn thing. (Full disclosure: Toyota flew me to Virginia, put me in a hotel room that’s larger than some studio apartments in New York City, and fed me several meals. The company also turned me loose on track at Summit Point and offered a water bottle and Michelin, which provides the car’s tires, offered a visor.) My report may not placate the screaming masses, but then, nothing likely will. It’s the Internet, after all. But for those forum...