Greetings, Auto Enthusiasts!

Hello auto enthusiasts of the world!

Let me just start things off by posting a picture of one of the most beautiful cars ever made. This is what we, mankind, are capable of doing. Turning something which was first created to replace a horse, and over a span of more than a century, sculpt it into a beautiful and Aston-ishing machine. Marvel at the beauty of the Aston Martin DB9. The flowing shoulder line, elegant, but by no means too feminine. The smoothly bulged hood and purposeful stance add just enough masculinity without making it ostentatious. Few cars will ever look as good as this. Enjoy my blog!

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Are My Car Ownership Habits Unveiling My Relationship Habits?

C ars. Driving. Girls. Love. Six cars and three motorcycles in five years. I did the math for you and it comes out to a change in vehicle every 6.66 months. I assume the Devil finds this amusing, because I feel like I’m possessed with some inexplicable thing which literally makes it impossible for me to commit to a car for long periods of time, and that worries me. Is this foreshadowing an inability for me to commit to anything, or anyone? No. Of course not. Cars are a soulless piece of metal which cost money and can’t talk, love, or do anything on their own. They are there to transport a driver from one place to another, whether it be quickly, luxuriously, a combination of the two, or neither. Cars cannot be compared to women, love, nor relationships. Or can they? Can the process of becoming an owner of a new car be likened to the process of going into a relationship with someone? Wait a minute… So, one day, say I’m going dow...

What I Love About My Subaru BRZ

E verything. The End. No, but really. I love everything about the car. But that’s not the end of it. It doesn’t mean there aren’t certain things which I like more than others. For example, the steering. I love the steering. Everything from the tactual feel of the wheel itself to the feedback I get when I turn it. To me, it feels just right. It doesn’t feel artificially weighted, nor is it one-finger twirlable (yes, that’s a word starting now). I love it more than I love the engine, but it doesn’t mean the engine is bad. It took a bit of time to accept the fact that it has no low-end torque. I’ll never be able to rip through the gears like I used to in my Z28, but use the FA20 boxer engine right, and in the BRZ’s lightweight body, it’s just about acceptable. The fact that it makes all of its power right before redline is exciting. Get it above 5k rpm’s and the car pulls harder and harder until the shift ...

Lies - It's What Makes a Subaru, a Subaru

F rom a 1995 Mustang GT Convertible to a 1999 Subaru Impreza 2.5 RS Coupe is quite a leap. The former is a wallowing, unrefined, primitive, ugly, heavy machine. The latter, a handsome, nimble, lightweight, taught, true example of what a sports car should be. This leap is one I made 5 months ago today, but surprisingly, it hasn't all been a love-story. First, let me start off by saying that there is no purpose in owning a sports car if one is not able to drive it in a sporty manner, whether it is due to the driver's incompetence, or the reliability of the car. Fortunately, I am a very competent driver, but unfortunately, my Impreza 2.5 RS has been extremely unreliable. This surprises me, because throughout my life, all I have ever heard about Subaru's is that they are extremely dependable, and can virtually out-last any other car on the road. What a load of bullshit. Becoming an owner of a Subar...

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