Fancy cars and the people that buy them.

I was at a Charles Schwab dinner event last night. When we left, a Vanquish was parked next to me. OMG. This car qualifies as fancy and then some! Pictures do not do it service!

Just like this:
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Just remembered this funny story. A friend and I went to a very popular local car show, must have been early 2010s. We watch a red Testarossa pull up and back into a space. Cool. But out pops a guy who looks like Mike Brady from the Brady Bunch wearing a Ferrari jacket. He slowly looks around as if to take in who is looking at him. While he is doing this, he sort of takes a stance and starts pulling off his driving gloves, one finger at a time. All the while looking around as if to say "Yeah. Real drivers wear driving gloves. This is my Ferrari and I'm a real driver!" It was as if it was a comedy scene happening from SNL! We got the giggles and were dumbstruck at what he was doing. Might as well have gotten a Ferrari red removable clown nose, too, with the gloves!
 
Just remembered this funny story. A friend and I went to a very popular local car show, must have been early 2010s. We watch a red Testarossa pull up and back into a space. Cool. But out pops a guy who looks like Mike Brady from the Brady Bunch wearing a Ferrari jacket. He slowly looks around as if to take in who is looking at him. While he is doing this, he sort of takes a stance and starts pulling off his driving gloves, one finger at a time. All the while looking around as if to say "Yeah. Real drivers wear driving gloves. This is my Ferrari and I'm a real driver!" It was as if it was a comedy scene happening from SNL! We got the giggles and were dumbstruck at what he was doing. Might as well have gotten a Ferrari red removable clown nose, too, with the gloves!
Good story , when did SNL start doing comedy? I thought it was a PAC of some sort .
 
spring 2007 I refused to turn my new E92 335i to the valet and was holding up the line of cars going to my buddy’s wedding. Meanwhile there was a F430 behind me. Hey my car was brand new so I was willing to pay up to $40 to park it myself. They refused. So I let them park it.
 
Maybe not fancy by the standards in this thread, but it's quite a fun car. I purchased it because it performs exactly the way I want. It is tuned with a street performance bias, and they got that right.

I looked long and hard at Mustang/Camaro/Corvette convertibles. All of which can be faster both in a straight line and on the track. I purchased it because I like it. Even after 4.5 years, I still love it.

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Some here may remember that prior to my retirement, I had the pleasure of driving all sorts of really fancy cars. Even the Enzo and McLaren F1. My ex boss had great taste and his vehicles were always fun.

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I know a friend's friend who has one, it is really for "business" purpose. He deal with others in the same social circle and fit in, work on deals, etc. It is like walking into a rotary club meet with Hawaiian shirt without something in the class. He has a driver for that car when he need to but usually he just drive his Mercedes in informal settings. He doesn't really like the Rolls himself, and would not keep it if not for his work.
 
Well, if I had the money, which I don't, I would be driving a Porsche. I would not look down on folks, as it sits to low to the road.
 
I have no idea what motivates people to drive RR or Bentley and the like, nor do I care.
Roughly forty years ago I stopped being impressed by whatever car make or model somebody drives.

I will tell you about a ride in a Rolls Royce from years ago. You just might get a chuckle.

I am now 70 years old, widowed after a 42 year marriage.
My bride Thought that Bob, husband of my cousin, would be driving us to our wedding in the family Cadillac.
Oh, so wrong.

I had hired a chauffeur driven 1956 Rolls Royce Silver Cloud for the occasion.
August 8, 1981, mid morning. My bride is working on her makeup with one of her bridesmaids.
Our driver shows up.
Esther, your ride is here.
She cannot help but notice the Rolls parked in front of the house.
The waterworks start, ruining the last thirty minutes, ¨putting on her face¨

As I write this, early on a Sunday morning, laughing like a schoolgirl, reliving the gag.

fat biker, out
 
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