Thursday, February 16, 2012

3 sire, 3

Dear the car-drivers of the internet,

Purchasing a high performance sports car with an automatic transmission (and I'm including DCTs here) is like dating a smoking hot girl but refusing to have sex with her because it's too much work and anyway a vibrator can get her there a few seconds faster.

When shopping for a sports car, part of the pre-purchase inspection should be a an examination of the little protrusions below the steering wheel.  If N < 3, move on.

Nissan GTR, every Ferrari, almost every Mercedes, I'm looking at you.

Now, if you've got a camry or a caravan, bring on the slushbox.  You're not losing anything by giving up on the intimacy thing, because you weren't there for the performance anyway.  I hear they have great personalities.

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