Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Of Cars, And Such

I occasionally muse over what, if I had the discretionary income, my ideal car might be. Something comfortable and snazzy, that doesn't read as, "Mid-life crisis" or "Trying too hard." The Bullitt-tribute Mustang still appeals, chiefly because it separates itself in an understated way from the tricked-out 'Stangs that overpopulate our roads. My wife likes the Cooper, thinking of it as a fun, tool-around vehicle, while my tool-around choice would actually be the Smart Car.

But I might as well admit that, for a moment, I wondered if I wouldn't part with a mere $150,000 for the privilege of parking this in our garage:

Holy industrial respirator masks, Batman -- these fellas sure do have their Bat-swag down! Unfortunately, the trouble with driving something like this is that once you get behind the wheel there is simply no way you can avoid looking like these guys do:


DarkoV said...

From your link,
"With talent on loan from God, our dedicated team of fifteen people work six days a week to complete your car"

...and on the 7th day, they road-raced to Hell!

Great find of a link, Sir. God must have been envious of the sound & visual effects of that old TV show.


Whisky Prajer said...

Given the state of the world you'd be forgiven for hoping the divine loan might steer them away from internal combustion technology. But maybe this is only vice: Sins of Emissions.

DarkoV said...

Sins of emissions? Spewing my gulp of coffee all over my screen.
Thank you very much.

You're on fire!