Wow, it's a riced up BRAT.
My first "4 wheelin" was in a subaru brat.
(We forgot the key to the gate, and the brat was the only thing short enough to drive under the bar when we lifted it)
We learned on the walk back, next time, go home and get the key. The ~3 mile walk sucked.
But I did love the weird seats in the back under the "roll bar"
except when you hit a bump, and your head shot up smashing into the roll bar, almost knocking you out.
(I use roll bar loosely, since we hit our heads hard enough to dent it. Think more shiny black round thing with holes for square lights.)