Poor misguided youngster!
Allow me to explain what really happened...
Once upon a time, the clever little boffins at Toyota (with their tiny hands) crafted a true masterpiece in the gen 4.
Some years later they decided to try to improve upon their creation.
In their efforts to fix what wasn't broken, they misguidedly penned the awkward to work on, humpty back tinworm magnet that was the gen 5.
Their desire to create a more rounded, sleek design had failed miserably, relying on topical design features such as needlessly motorised headlights, which to this day provide their owners with an apparently debate-ending justification for actually having bought one on purpose.
Keen to rectify their hideous mistake, the boffins were set to work to try to undo some of the damage which had been done to the good name of Celica. Shortly afterwards, the magnificent gen 6 was unleashed on the world (to global rapturous applause & presumably some sort of fanfare).
Mechanically far superior to it's predecessors in every way. Aesthetically too, it had achieved what its mutant older brother had so miserably failed to. Here was a machine worthy of the name Celica.
And perhaps most importantly, here was a car which was able to actually drive down any given stretch of road without hemorrhaging oil &/coolant everywhere.
As if further proof were required, the very same boffins decided that their latest creation had reached the pinnacle of it's evolution & they their new model would rely on design by revolution instead.
Which left us with the gen 7.
Bad Toyota! Bad, bad Toyota! :lol: