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You want to gather round to see everyones car, so that you can all be amazed how someone has turned a 15 year old VW Golf Clipper worth £400 into a VW Golf Clipper worth £4,000....in your dreams. There are a few cars that look half decent I have to admit, but when you get someone lacking brain cells after being beaten half to death by the 'rozzers' for urinating up the car door of the squadie's motor, their the ones that should still be taking their 11+ exams. Why? I hear you ask....well thats because they're the one's that will max up an old Nova or Fiesta or any other car that is more than 8 years old and think it looks cool, then they do 'burnouts' to try and burst their tyres, do 'doughnuts', race one another and generally cause a nuisance to jo public (he's a mate of mine, as hard as nails, but wears girls clothes at the weekend). Then when they get caught by the police they think that their being persecuted for having a nice car. NO...you're getting done because you're acting like a tw@ and your car is actually no better than my grannies disability cart although hers doesn't have rust around every seal.
Wondering why you also get pulled over by the police all the time IS because your car is maxed up, and the reason they pull you over is because they know you've just been driving like an idiot at 80mph in a 30mph zone trying to race an old man on a zimmerframe walking on the path adjacent to you! But how do they know this? Well your car is like Pamela Anderson standing in a busy shopping centre with no top on (except your car doesn't look that good), it attracts attention like a blooming big beacon. As soon as you max up your car your just telling the police that "I drive like I've got a serious case of the squits, that's my excuse and I'm sticking to it (Literally)". You basically deserve points on your licence just for being dumb enough to waste that amount of money on your car in the first place.
Well how do you explain the high insurance costs then? Well basically because they've seen your a mug enough to buy a body kit etc so yes they have seen you coming a mile away, without even needing binoculars. How can we correct this and be accepted back into society then your wondering. Well instead of driving a naff car hard to get a decent 0-60 time out of it and spending stupid amounts of money on it, why not go out and actually buy a car that does what you're looking for a car to do....and I don't mean some dodgy BMW or Escort Cosworth, actually go and buy something like a Lotus Esprit, Porsche 911 or a Ferrari...even if it is 15 years old, thats allowed as it's a ferrari. Then and only then when you next pull up at the traffic lights and try to race me will you be 1. Able to actually beat me with me driving normally and 2. Have a car that is any good!
In my car I have a cd headunit, (the minidisc changer is on it's way), 2 6inch infinity 200w speakers in the front with seperate dash mounted tweeters running off of 2 channels of a kenwood 4x400w amp, 2 5x8s in the rear for fill, and the other two channels on the amp running a 12inch sub.
Not one penny of this was a waste of money. This system rivals my Sony/Naim/Jamo system I have in my home for both sound quality and volume.
And before you ask, it's not a crap car either.
> And before you ask, it's not a crap car either.
1. Why would you want to have a system that goes SO loud it could perforate your ear drums and make you deaf?
2. What car have you REALLY got?
I drive a Escort Mk6 1.8 Ghia.
Boy Racers fink that they iz some't special coz they iz got a well wicked fast car innit?
Yet most of them ignore the engine and opt for massive wings, spoilers, huge stereos, and big shiny alloy wheels. These increase the car's weight and (in the case of spoilers) wind resistance. Thus actually making their Ford Escort/Fiesta/Citroen Saxo/Peugeot 306/206/106/VW Golf/Polo/Nissan Micra/Sunny SLOWER!
Superb thinking.
He thinks I'm sad for not knowing the speed, horse power, colour of the cup holder for every sports car in existance. I think he's sad FOR knowing those petty, pointless things.
But then he probably thinks the same about my film knowledge.
Cars are not meant to be able to be used as back up soundrigs for nightclubs.
Mobile phones are not meant to be used as Cameras.
The sooner people accept this, the sooner we can get back on track towards getting somewhere as a species.
Still.
*Shurgs*
Buy a motorbike :o)
> Cars are for driving in. Mobile Phones are for making phone calls.
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> Cars are not meant to be able to be used as back up soundrigs for
> nightclubs.
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> Mobile phones are not meant to be used as Cameras.
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> The sooner people accept this, the sooner we can get back on track
> towards getting somewhere as a species.
Ahh dont be so boring ;)
But putting ludicrous fat wings and skirts on cr*p cars just makes you look like a plank.
He makes eye contact, guns his engine and grins. I'm up for a chuckle, so I nod and wink at him. Just before the light goes green, I blow him a kiss. He get's angry at this, so floors it. Unbeknownst to him, the sensible family saloon I'm driving actually has a bit of grunt (plus it weighs about half as much as his car), so I easily keep pace side-by-side. The road ahead narrows from two lanes to one. I look over and smile lazily at him. The game of chicken begins. I don't twitch as he comes closer and closer. Eventually, inches before contact is made, he hits the anchors, and swerves in behind me, hooting, flashing his lights, and shaking his fist.
The moral of this story? Rental cars should have stickers on them proclaiming them as such, so people know not to try to scare you with the thought of vehicular damage. Second moral? Hertz are fools for giving me new cars to thrash the nuts off.