It was a wonderful 3.5 hour drive home. I took a bag of tools and my 18s, and swapped out for my winter tires, sending the others home with my other driver.
It's amazing how beautifully these cars drive, even on 40 degree rainy days. I've owned very few things whose final result was so close to its original philosophy of design...
I think the one thing that would allow me to sell it is just how intense it is to drive. You feel like you're making the car work too hard if you shift before 4k rpm, but above that, the sensory output of the engine creates a sense of urgency in the mind that either must come out as rip-roaring behavior or internalized as pent up energy. Cruising at 3k rpm is peace and bliss (especially when you're comparing it to a freeway cruise in a straight-pipe Dodge Cummins), but to get there is either going to be 'a little too fun' or a little mentally taxing.
The perfect solution is to keep the car purely for fun - to drive it on days when the intention is nothing BUT that sensory experience. And yet.... I have only two garage stalls, and I'm in the garage all the time. Will the joy of the car's beauty outweigh the mental weight of owning a car that I drive maybe a dozen times a year?
Ahh, time will tell. I have no answers. I do know that I've made a lot of memories in 60k miles. Some are memories I'd rather forget (times of poor behavior; not with driving, but the person I was for a little while). Other memories are deeply moving to me and I love the way being in the car brings them all back - so many adventures with my kids and I!
Well: thanks for the space to think and feel out loud. Peace be with you all.
It's amazing how beautifully these cars drive, even on 40 degree rainy days. I've owned very few things whose final result was so close to its original philosophy of design...
I think the one thing that would allow me to sell it is just how intense it is to drive. You feel like you're making the car work too hard if you shift before 4k rpm, but above that, the sensory output of the engine creates a sense of urgency in the mind that either must come out as rip-roaring behavior or internalized as pent up energy. Cruising at 3k rpm is peace and bliss (especially when you're comparing it to a freeway cruise in a straight-pipe Dodge Cummins), but to get there is either going to be 'a little too fun' or a little mentally taxing.
The perfect solution is to keep the car purely for fun - to drive it on days when the intention is nothing BUT that sensory experience. And yet.... I have only two garage stalls, and I'm in the garage all the time. Will the joy of the car's beauty outweigh the mental weight of owning a car that I drive maybe a dozen times a year?
Ahh, time will tell. I have no answers. I do know that I've made a lot of memories in 60k miles. Some are memories I'd rather forget (times of poor behavior; not with driving, but the person I was for a little while). Other memories are deeply moving to me and I love the way being in the car brings them all back - so many adventures with my kids and I!
Well: thanks for the space to think and feel out loud. Peace be with you all.
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