Fancy Cars. Meh

For as long as I can remember I've never really been a big fan of cars. RD will tell you that most men aren't like that, I agree as well, but then again I'm not most men. Though the title says 'meh' I don't really mean cars are such. Most of them are indeed pretty neat machines and offer you much more than their initially intended purpose of getting from A to B, A and B being two geographical locations not two girlfriends, though that is also quite possible if your car is impressive enough. They offer you one million or so options and services and some more, looks great and are fast. But it's just that they never really appealed to me much.

Of course if I were filthy rich I would not have minded having a few cars for no particular reason other than I am filthy rich, but I am not. And so, I don't really see the point of spending shitload on something that can go from 0 to 100 in 3 seconds because, well, what am I supposed to do once it goes to 100? In Sri Lanka you don't have roads where you can go at 100mph and in Japan you will get the ticket delivered to home if you go at 100mph. I'm not saying I don't want a car - in fact I do - but that's because I want to get from A to B comfortably and quickly. That's all I expect from a car, nothing more nothing less. I'm not laughing at the people who really do love their cars, the people who really do want to buy the hottest stuff around. I do understand that they really love those - I remember once reading somewhere that some big percentage of Americans loved their first car more than their first girlfriend - and that it's their passion. Just not my thing.