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First off, I do and always have loved anything with a motor. My dad has pictures of me in diapers helping him "fix" his Honda 305. Later it was him and I tearing into a lawnmower or trying to get our old Winnebago running again in the middle of the night in a remote part of Ontario (a story for another day).
Heck, I went to school for years in Mechanical Engineering mostly because I loved understanding why things, specifically cars and motorcycles, work the way they do. Oddly enough a career at GM or Harley never appealed to me...
Anyway, any car enthusiast has a list of cars they want to own someday. I've had an XK8, we had a Cayenne Turbo for about a year. My wife has had several nice Mercedes. The bucket list has always included cars like a AM Vanquish, Viper, or of course Ferrari. 308, 355, 360, 430, 550...all are appealing. Or so I thought.
Saturday however I had a bit of an epiphany. The exotics or general high-end cars might not be for me. A big reason is the potential owners, this might not be a club I want to join.
Back to the epiphany. My wife is friends with a mid-20's girl who is reasonably attractive and a goldigger in my observation. She has found a trust-funder whose only employer will be his daddy, and has always had enough money at his disposal that it is more or less meaningless. They are engaged to be married later this fall. My wife called me over to look at this girl's facebook page. She was picking out a wedding present or something to that effect. My wife wanted to know if a Bentley Continental GT was expensive. Next picture was the girl sitting in a Ferrari 430, the caption was something like "I want this for my Anniversay present next year". Keep in mind this girl is two years removed from a crappy apartment overlooking the Interstate and making $22,000/year as a starting teacher. I have been around them a couple of times, she is just obnoxious and he acts like he is clearly superior to everyone (except daddy no doubt). If they ever did a Real Housewives of St. Louis, this girl would seriously be a good candidate for the show.
Anyway my general annoyance with this girl constantly rubbing it into the faces if everone around her (including my wife), I finally told my wife that this stupid c*** found a rich d*** to suck off and good for her because her looks are already fading. Many people work their asses off their whole lives and do everything right but it just doesn't happen for them. Sadly this girl and her p****whipped fiance will likely never know what it is to work or really earn anything in life, as everything is apparently being handed to them.
So then I started thinking. What is a Ferrari (or Bentley or whatever), if it is just given to you? If a 458 Italia is just another toy to be disposed of in a year or two, how is anything worth anything? If I were to buy a used exotic, say a Gallardo or V8 Vantage, it would require saving and sacrifice. But the sacrifice would probably be proportionate to the thrill of owning and "achieving" this automobile.
But what if it is not? What if that Gallardo was just another cage with A/C and an IPod interface? What if the entire time I'm thinking "a ride would sure be fun right about now"?
This was the realization. Anyone with the money, whether it is because you scrimped and saved for years, or because the quarterly distribution from your trust fund came in, can buy and use an exotic car. At the end of the day a Ferrari/Lamborghini/etc can be driven by fat housewives or high rappers or anyone in between. But, it takes some modicum of skill to ride a motorcycle. It takes skill and balls to ride a sportbike relatively fast and survive, and that is something that no amount of money can buy at the end of the day.
Sour grapes? Jealousy? Maybe a little. All I know is that seeing that girl in the 430 suddenly made it look ugly and downright vulgar.
Realistically, in 10-15 years I am going to be too old to ride sportbikes without looking ridiculous. Crusiers have no appeal nor have they in the last 25+ years of riding for me. Until the time comes to liquidate what rides I have sometime in the mid twenty-twenties I'm going to ride these things and enjoy them. And not window shop Ebay or Autotrader seeing how far cars I thought I wanted have depreciated.
Heck, I went to school for years in Mechanical Engineering mostly because I loved understanding why things, specifically cars and motorcycles, work the way they do. Oddly enough a career at GM or Harley never appealed to me...
Anyway, any car enthusiast has a list of cars they want to own someday. I've had an XK8, we had a Cayenne Turbo for about a year. My wife has had several nice Mercedes. The bucket list has always included cars like a AM Vanquish, Viper, or of course Ferrari. 308, 355, 360, 430, 550...all are appealing. Or so I thought.
Saturday however I had a bit of an epiphany. The exotics or general high-end cars might not be for me. A big reason is the potential owners, this might not be a club I want to join.
Back to the epiphany. My wife is friends with a mid-20's girl who is reasonably attractive and a goldigger in my observation. She has found a trust-funder whose only employer will be his daddy, and has always had enough money at his disposal that it is more or less meaningless. They are engaged to be married later this fall. My wife called me over to look at this girl's facebook page. She was picking out a wedding present or something to that effect. My wife wanted to know if a Bentley Continental GT was expensive. Next picture was the girl sitting in a Ferrari 430, the caption was something like "I want this for my Anniversay present next year". Keep in mind this girl is two years removed from a crappy apartment overlooking the Interstate and making $22,000/year as a starting teacher. I have been around them a couple of times, she is just obnoxious and he acts like he is clearly superior to everyone (except daddy no doubt). If they ever did a Real Housewives of St. Louis, this girl would seriously be a good candidate for the show.
Anyway my general annoyance with this girl constantly rubbing it into the faces if everone around her (including my wife), I finally told my wife that this stupid c*** found a rich d*** to suck off and good for her because her looks are already fading. Many people work their asses off their whole lives and do everything right but it just doesn't happen for them. Sadly this girl and her p****whipped fiance will likely never know what it is to work or really earn anything in life, as everything is apparently being handed to them.
So then I started thinking. What is a Ferrari (or Bentley or whatever), if it is just given to you? If a 458 Italia is just another toy to be disposed of in a year or two, how is anything worth anything? If I were to buy a used exotic, say a Gallardo or V8 Vantage, it would require saving and sacrifice. But the sacrifice would probably be proportionate to the thrill of owning and "achieving" this automobile.
But what if it is not? What if that Gallardo was just another cage with A/C and an IPod interface? What if the entire time I'm thinking "a ride would sure be fun right about now"?
This was the realization. Anyone with the money, whether it is because you scrimped and saved for years, or because the quarterly distribution from your trust fund came in, can buy and use an exotic car. At the end of the day a Ferrari/Lamborghini/etc can be driven by fat housewives or high rappers or anyone in between. But, it takes some modicum of skill to ride a motorcycle. It takes skill and balls to ride a sportbike relatively fast and survive, and that is something that no amount of money can buy at the end of the day.
Sour grapes? Jealousy? Maybe a little. All I know is that seeing that girl in the 430 suddenly made it look ugly and downright vulgar.
Realistically, in 10-15 years I am going to be too old to ride sportbikes without looking ridiculous. Crusiers have no appeal nor have they in the last 25+ years of riding for me. Until the time comes to liquidate what rides I have sometime in the mid twenty-twenties I'm going to ride these things and enjoy them. And not window shop Ebay or Autotrader seeing how far cars I thought I wanted have depreciated.