Dave’s PS13 Silvia

There’s something special about spending a full day with a car that’s been burned into your mental image folder for months—especially when the sun’s out, the roads are dry, and your batteries (both literal and creative) are fully charged.

This past Saturday, I found myself down in Kilkenny, Ireland, shooting a car I’ve been wanting to capture properly for a while now—Dave’s Nissan Silvia PS13. We’d known each other through the usual online circles, but only recently met in person. As it turns out, he’s just as chilled as he is meticulous with his builds.

Before we even touched a camera, Dave handed me the keys to something unexpected—his supercharged 4EFE Starlet.

Now, I’m no stranger to small hatchbacks with big attitude, but this thing? It was pure fun. Light, raspy, and eager to rev, with just enough torque to make third-gear overtakes feel cheeky. It reminded me why we love these oddball builds so much—because they don’t have to make sense, they just have to make you smile.

With the sun already creeping into golden hour territory, we loaded up and made for our first location—a motorway overpass tucked away just outside the Knocktopher. It had that late-90s industrial Ireland vibe: stark concrete, long shadows, and a skyline that softened just enough to frame the PS13 perfectly.

This car is a visual home run. Paint laid down like blue obsidian, sitting low on newly acquired SSR MKI wheels, and finished with just enough aggression in the stance to make you look twice. It’s not trying to scream—this is a car that whispers confidence.

We flew the drone low and wide, tracking the Silvia as it moved across the bridge like something out of a video game. It’s moments like that—sunlight slicing through metal, engines echoing off concrete—that make this job feel more like storytelling than just content.

From there, we took a spin out to Claremorris Castle, which felt almost too good to be real. Ruined stone walls, centuries of weathering, and then this low-slung PS13 sitting in front like it owned the place. Japan meets medieval Ireland in a way that shouldn’t work, but totally does.

As with any good shoot, fuel was next on the agenda—both for us and the cars. We pointed the convoy toward Carrick to top up on petrol, where a bathroom break and an overpriced bottle of water kept spirits high and conversations flowing. The topic? Wheels, bodykits and how the f*ck Dave’s car is so much more pleasant to drive than mine, obviously.

There’s something universal about those petrol station chats. Theories on fitment, tyre profiles, how one bad offset can throw off an entire build. These little conversations between shots are where the real passion comes out—unfiltered, unscripted, and all in the name of getting it “just right.”

We wrapped the day with a well-earned stop at Aaron’s Takeaway in Kilsheelan, where the conversation kept rolling. We swapped stories of test drives gone wrong, dodgy welds, and future plans neither of us will probably stick to.

What made the day wasn’t just the PS13 (though it really is that nice). It was the atmosphere. The kind of relaxed, unhurried energy that only happens when both people just get it. No rush, no schedule—just a shared love of cars, cameras, and a good drive.

Massive thanks to Dave for letting me capture his pride and joy, and for trusting me behind the wheel of the Starlet.(And for showing me where the fun switch was!)

Stay tuned—the full video from the day is now live, and if you like your Nissans low, loud, and dialed-in just right, you’re going to want to check it out.