Going through a midlife or pre-midlife crisis!?!? Well I recommend buying a sports car, or a car that drives like a sports car or at least sounds like a sports car. I recently bought this sporty number because it was cheap and it ran well. Admittedly, I was at first dazzled by the bling i.e. the wooden sports steering wheel, the LED lit gear knob and fat ass muffler. That was until the gear knob came off in my hand as I was driving to the mechanics, at which point I also noticed that the cars prior owners had taken a hacksaw to the gear stick…hmm, dodgy backyard modifications. Not only that I later learned from my mechanic that instead of installing a boss to hold the wooden sports steering wheel in place the prior owners had chosen instead to nail the damn thing into the steering column. Brilliant!! Needless to say I had the car UNmodified back to its normal state. It is now an enjoyable and easy drive. The muffler on the other hand has provided me with much entertainment and continues to amuse me to this day. It is just the funniest thing. It hadn’t occurred to me before but when you have a fat ass muffler, people in other pimped out cars just want to race you. It’s great, I feel 21 again! So until it doesn’t amuse me any more I’m sticking with the muff. I think the next step is to take my fully sick car for a drive to Parramatta and enter the Saturday night Church Street parade…
(That’s not really my number plate)
(Check out my fully sick muffler!!)
(Close up shot of the muffler)
