On the way to work today I got stuck behind a guy driving a fancy sports car and after ten minutes of the slowest, most frustrating driving I have ever had the misfortune to have inflicted upon me, I had to wonder: why invest so much money in a sports car that looks as if it’s designed to achieve escape velocity if you’re going to be so scared driving it, you act as if it’s made of porcelain?
Yeah yeah, I know, guy gets frustrated on drive to work, film at eleven. I just don’t get it, that’ s all I’m saying. I mean, this thing looked like a fucking starfighter from Star Wars and there it was, pootling around town in danger of being overtaken by pensioners on zimmer frames. I don’t think people should drive like maniacs by any means, but anywhere near the speed limit would be just fine, thank you…
October 22nd, 2006 at 1:27 pm
I don’t get the point of fancy cars to begin with. I like bicycles myself.
October 22nd, 2006 at 4:10 pm
I’ll see your fancy car driving way too slow and raise it fancy cars taking up too parking spaces so no one scratches them. Everyone I know or have encountered in a sports car speeds, but in my parking lot at work people with nice cars very often park over the lines in their parking spaces. That doesn’t stop me and my small 89 Mazda, though. I WILL squeeze in next to them and climb out the window or passenger side; they won’t stop me from having a good spot or parking next to them, and I don’t care if they scratch my crappy ride. :)
October 22nd, 2006 at 4:11 pm
…and by “too” I of course meant “two”. (AND I previewed and missed that two.)