What else is there to talk about when we spend our days thinking about our cars? I was on a date the other night and the girl pointed out, 3 hrs in, that I spent most of the time lustfully gazing out the window at my car. Its not as fast as a 458 or MP4 in a straight line, but it does fill a void in my life as equal as either of those two would. I love that fking car.I love theses threads where people are so concerned about their cars being classified as "exotic" or a "supercar"
Does any of this stuff matter? No.