
O-60 in 4 seconds…600 horses under the hood…

I’ve determined that, “a car by any other name is still a car.”

“I think that cars today are almost the exact equivalent of the great Gothic cathedrals: I mean the supreme creation of an era, conceived with passion by unknown artists, and consumed in image if not in usage by a whole population which appropriates them as a purely magical object.” Roland Barthes

In certain places around the world, cars represent more than just a mode of transportation; they are a status symbol. You have the Asian version of the American dream summarized in a “1-2-3-4-5-6” mantra: One wife, two kids, three cars, four bed-room house, five-day work week, and six-figure salary.
My old faithful vehicle which was finally sold recently

I still appreciate a nice car though!
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