You think when I was a blue balled 17 year old I was actually thinking about how hard the engine would be to work on?
Yeah, you were confident your butler could do that work so you had more time to bang your blonde Swedish twin girlfriends.
You think when I was a blue balled 17 year old I was actually thinking about how hard the engine would be to work on?
The old 911's from the 70s/early 80s were way cooler than the ones today. Yes they were unreliable and needed a lot of attention but they were iconic cool with tough good looks.Definitely some truth in that. I'd love to see the reaction of some people plunked down in a Countach, Supra MKIV, or even DeLorean.
I've even been bitten by that a little bit. My experience in an older 911 was underwhelming at best (though some of the more recent iterations look like a stark departure from that.) And even a recent purchase of mine that's one of those legendary "poster on the wall" types, by all rights extremely well regarded by its owners, and even has a reputation matching my white knuckle tastes has failed to resonate with me. Although that's a bit more of a mystery as riding in a nearly identical one with 50 less hp was exhilarating. Maybe I just need to take the top off and push it harder. Or boost it.
I do have to say the Diablo was just as ****in' cool as it appeared though.
I totally agree. I’d love a mid to late 80’s 911 Turbo.The old 911's from the 70s/early 80s were way cooler than the ones today. Yes they were unreliable and needed a lot of attention but they were iconic cool with tough good looks.View attachment 1716338
I wasn't born with a silver spoon. You are way off on this.Yeah, you were confident your butler could do that work so you had more time to bang your blonde Swedish twin girlfriends.[/QUOTE
It all depends on the experience you seek. I have read several sources over the years that the Diablo was absolutely legit.
The old 911's from the 70s/early 80s were way cooler than the ones today. Yes they were unreliable and needed a lot of attention but they were iconic cool with tough good looks.View attachment 1716338
I wasn't born with a silver spoon. You are way off on this.
I've come to realize that the experience I enjoy is sketchy as ****. Not just powerful. Apparently beyond the threshold of "be careful, that car is dangerous" and well into "getting crazy looks for even taking this thing on public streets." All those new cars with tons more power but all of the latest electronic aids and nannies just don't evoke that thrill.
I get it. I wish my cars were so damn scary I called them “sir” everyone I talked to them. But I like them anyway. I don’t want to chase a thrill so much that I overlook the experience
You perfectly described why the Subaru Outback is so popular among Democrats.I just want to feel like the apocalypse is upon us when I mash the skinny pedal, with all the panic and adrenaline of a gazelle staring down a hungry cheetah.
I was always a fan of the slant nose.The old 911's from the 70s/early 80s were way cooler than the ones today. Yes they were unreliable and needed a lot of attention but they were iconic cool with tough good looks.View attachment 1716338
Ahhh I hate those.
I think the Countach kept American car enthusiasts "in the game" so to speak since everything Ford and GM made in the late 70s/early 80s were ugly, fat, slow pieces of crap. It was either Car and Driver or Motor Trend that did a magazine story on the Countach racing a helicopter on a desert highway. I know it sounds stupid but for that day and age it was kind of a lifeline for car lovers during that dark age for automobiles.I think the countach is more of a show piece than a driver’s car. If I had one it would be on display in my living room, I’d save the backroad weekend drives for something else.
I think you and TK1299 have perfectly grasped my "relationship" with the Dodge Viper. A beautiful car, undoubtedly a frenzied performer in bed if it were possible to bed her down, but I wouldn't want to drive it or be seen in it. To me that car would be like being in a relationship with a supermodel who's a serial killer. It would not end well. By the way, SecondhandSnake, you have quite the gift for turning a phrase.That sounds far too dignified. Less like someone you would address as "sir" and more like your buddy in overalls named bubba that just got a whole pickup full of tannerite and has some ideas. I think it was a Jeremy Clarkson quote that went "This car is like going down to the pub for a pint with your mate- who happens to have a very large axe. And likes to murder people." I suppose this could also explain my relationships with women...
I do understand the experience though. Some people like feeling as if they're on their couch at home, only gracing their skin with the leather of a long lineage of cows found only in a remote island in the Mediterranean and hearing soundsystems that put the most regal concert halls to shame. Some like to scratch and claw through the most inhospitable terrain the world has to offer. Some just want to look good. Everyone has their own tastes. And every car has its own experiences. Some are just more gratifying, some resonate more than others. I just want to feel like the apocalypse is upon us when I mash the skinny pedal, with all the panic and adrenaline of a gazelle staring down a hungry cheetah.
If you tried to sit in that car today compared to a current supercar, you would be severely disappointed..