I love looking at expensive cars. I don’t EVER want to own one, but I love to see them on the road. I saw a Lotus once in London, England and got giddy.
Most of the time, I ogle Corvettes (my favorite car), but yesterday I saw a car I’ve never seen before, and I had to gush about it.
I dislike visiting Walmart in the afternoon because it is a madhouse, but we had company over, and I needed chips and flour tortillas for tacos. Hubby also had a prescription ready for pick up, so I braved the Walmart crowds.
I was on my way home on I-5 when a car passed me in the fast lane. It was not speeding, and I soon caught up to it. I’d never seen a car that cool looking. For a moment, I wondered if it was a Tesla, but when he sped up again, I was able to read the name on his trunk.
McLaren.
I’d never heard of a McLaren before, and when I researched the car, I was shocked to find out I had been passed by a $200,000 car. Unbelievable.
I love looking at expensive cars, but we were both driving down I-5, and one assumes we were both going to get to our location in one piece. Was he 33 times more comfortable or safer than I was in my car? I doubted it.
The number one reason I don’t want to own a luxury car is that I like to look at them. If I am driving or riding in one, I can’t see what the car looks like. What’s the fun in that?
I’m grateful that someone bought a $200,000 car and drove on I-5 at that time so I could see how cool a McLaren is. I guess going to Walmart in the afternoon has an advantage after all.