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"Why so slow"?

The name? “YSOOSLOW”

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Have you ever been stuck behind a car moving at the pace of a bored snail and muttered, “Why so slow?” Yeah, us too. So much so that we turned this universal road rage moment into a brand. Because why not take life’s little frustrations and make them our identity?

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The TEAM

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Philipp
That’s me! A half-Korean, half-Swiss dude with a love for adrenaline-filled drives on Europe’s best roads. I’m also on a lifelong mission to bond with like-minded car enthusiasts and talk about all the near-misses and victories behind the wheel.

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Born in Switzerland, I was six when life got spicy, and we moved to Saudi Arabia—cue camels, sand, and some creative driving skills. Four wild years later, we swapped desert dunes for Malaysia’s rain-soaked roads and mischievous monkeys. Ten years there, and then it was off to London to study product design and hone my creative thinking. Fast-forward through five years of chaos, and I decided to return to Switzerland’s peaceful, picturesque roads.

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Ah, my cars… My first-ever ride was a Proton Satria Neo. Picture this: a two-door, maroon “sports car” with tinted windows and an exhaust so big it probably altered weather patterns. Next came a Golf V GTI, and then the jewel of my car history—a Porsche Cayman 981 GTS. These days, I split my time between Linda, my 2016 Porsche GT4, and Peggy, our Porsche 996 Turbo. Let me tell you—Peggy is an absolute joy to drive. She’s the kind of car that makes you take the long way home just for the fun of it.

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Jessica
I’m Jessica—a tall, blonde Dutch girl who firmly believes that wine o’clock is a 24/7 concept. Born and raised in Friesland, I eventually packed my clogs and moved to Switzerland in 2016.

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Since then, I’ve fallen head over heels for Swiss cheese. Cheese, wine, or any combination thereof? My kryptonite. Bribe me with either, and I’ll be your best friend.

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As for cars? Well, I don’t have my own yet, but when I do, it’s going to be a head-turner—something that screams, “Get out of the way, I’ve got wine and cheese to pick up!”

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