To start, il say Ford F150
To start, il say Ford F150
A bicycle pleaseeew!!!
A. MOUNTAIN ONE?!!!
A bicycle pleaseeew!!!
A. MOUNTAIN ONE?!!!
Tesla Cybertruck
Or maybe the Indian cybertruck that looks very similar to teslas cybertruck...
WOW that’s a lot of “Cybertruck”
Tesla Cybertruck
Or maybe the Indian cybertruck that looks very similar to teslas cybertruck...
WOW that’s a lot of “Cybertruck”
Def Fuchsia PorscheIts so fire
Def Fuchsia PorscheIts so fire
Arctic Grey Porsche 911 turbo s, or maybe a Rolls Royce Phantom.
Arctic Grey Porsche 911 turbo s, or maybe a Rolls Royce Phantom.
There are two possibilities that compete with each other for most delightful, iconic vehicle for practical street use:
- The 4.2 liter Jaguar XKE convertible -- say from 1968. British racing green with black leather interior. Gifted, automatically, with that special sound that one really only hears from a Jaguar.
This car is a genuine British beauty. To complete the dream, let me drive the car into Liverpool on a pleasant, sunny match day. To watch Liverpool play Arsenal. And afterwards let there be pints, in an ancient, character-filled pub, to celebrate a Liverpool victory. And let there be a skilled designated driver, to drive me home. Since I would frown upon driving after pints.
- A 327 cubic inch C2 Corvette Stingray -- say from 1965. Nassau Blue Metallic, with blue vinyl interior. Some might prefer the 396 cubic inch engine, and that's not at all irrational. But somehow, I just love the 327.
I remember when I first saw one of these. Somebody's beautiful mother pulled to the curb, looking for her lucky son. With a flick of well-polished finger, she buzzed the passenger side window down, to ask me if I knew where he was. I fell in love. Partly with the lady, but mostly with the car. I didn't know what it meant to covet something until that very morning. My young soul burned for that car. But nooooooooo. Such cars, when new, cost some ridiculous, unimaginable amount at the time: almost $5,000 I believe!
I mean, how could anybody even buy one of those in 1965. Can you imagine the monthly payments? They would have been at least $100 back then, I believe! Only them rich fellers could afford such a car, I fear. But it's okay. I liked my bicycle just fine, even though it wouldn't hold a wife or much in the way of groceries.
There are two possibilities that compete with each other for most delightful, iconic vehicle for practical street use:
1) The 4.2 liter Jaguar XKE convertible -- say from 1968. British racing green with black leather interior. Gifted, automatically, with that special sound that one really only hears from a Jaguar.
This car is a genuine British beauty. To complete the dream, let me drive the car into Liverpool on a pleasant, sunny match day. To watch Liverpool play Arsenal. And afterwards let there be pints, in an ancient, character-filled pub, to celebrate a Liverpool victory. And let there be a skilled designated driver, to drive me home. Since I would frown upon driving after pints.
2) A 327 cubic inch C2 Corvette Stingray -- say from 1965. Nassau Blue Metallic, with blue vinyl interior. Some might prefer the 396 cubic inch engine, and that's not at all irrational. But somehow, I just love the 327.
I remember when I first saw one of these. Somebody's beautiful mother pulled to the curb, looking for her lucky son. With a flick of well-polished finger, she buzzed the passenger side window down, to ask me if I knew where he was. I fell in love. Partly with the lady, but mostly with the car. I didn't know what it meant to covet something until that very morning. My young soul burned for that car. But nooooooooo. Such cars, when new, cost some ridiculous, unimaginable amount at the time: almost $5,000 I believe!
I mean, how could anybody even buy one of those in 1965. Can you imagine the monthly payments? They would have been at least $100 back then, I believe! Only them rich fellers could afford such a car, I fear. But it's okay. I liked my bicycle just fine, even though it wouldn't hold a wife or much in the way of groceries.
2012 Nissan GT-R. It's a purring Japanese beauty with a 3.8 liter V6 engine, maybe slap a spoiler and some semi-slicks for track day (I like manual+clutch) It's AWD drivetrain lets it pounce forward like a jaguar on its prey. And it's probably 80k for all of this at max.
2012 Nissan GT-R. It's a purring Japanese beauty with a 3.8 liter V6 engine, maybe slap a spoiler and some semi-slicks for track day (I like manual+clutch) It's AWD drivetrain lets it pounce forward like a jaguar on its prey. And it's probably 80k for all of this at max.
Well, the 69 Camaro .
Just had image and attitude
A muscle car with muscles.
Well, the 69 Camaro .
Just had image and attitude
A muscle car with muscles.
why would I want to have a car? I live in a city with several million other people. That's like asking which type of cancer I would like to have.
why would I want to have a car? I live in a city with several million other people. That's like asking which type of cancer I would like to have.