This was my car for the weekend. It’s a Nissan GTR with the nickname “Godzilla” because it devours other exotic cars. It’s one of the fastest cars on earth. My dear friend John loaned it to me. On Saturday I went to the student org Madison Motorsports car show at JMU. It was awesome. Very well run and lots of cool whips all over the place. Several things I learned this weekend:
- I love cool cars. (check out pics below)
- I am such a novice when it comes to how cars work.
- I still like to drive fast. Very, very fast. Too fast.
Sidenote: the best thing that could have happened to me was getting a ticket for going 90 mph when I was 16. And I didn’t tell my parents until it came the mail. Had to get a lawyer and everything. Maybe that can be another post sometime in the future. Don’t tell my mom.
- Fast and Furious 7 isn’t the most realistic movie. But I still liked it. A lot. “That’s the thing about street fights, the street always wins.” “Time for daddy to go to work.”
- I feel much cooler and better about myself when I drive a cool car.
Question: Why do I feel so much better about myself while driving a sports car?
Answer: Because I’m still insecure. I’m still trying to impress people. I want still want people to like me. I want people to see me in this car. An expensive car communicates money, power, status, attractiveness, and more. But it’s all a lie. There will be a time in our life when we can’t even drive anymore. And no one gets to take their car with them when they die. It was so sad yesterday when I traded the cherry red monster for my 2008 mile 4-cylinder Honda Accord. One car costs $100,000 and the other has 100,000 miles. But that’s OK. I’m still working on being secure enough to where I can enjoy fast cars for what they are, and enjoy the driving experience without worrying about what people think. Until that time, I will continue admiring and driving performance cars whenever I can. Because I need a lot of practice. On the road and in my heart.