How much of a sad car geek are you?
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I genuinly didn't think i was that bad until the better half started pointing it out, I love driving - no matter what car it is or how slow or bad it is i love it, In fact i've been out of the performance car market for a few years now and drive a wallowy old sensible barge but still i go for a drive in a sprited manner when i get chance. i love it and never tire of it.
Last summer i was tootling down the road when walking up the street was a 20 something girl, short skirt, legs up to her armpits - Stunning, I had the OH in the car when i piped up 'Kin hell look at that' I was however referring to the 430 Scud that had blasted past on the opposite side of the road and didn't give the girl a second glance, The missus exclaimed 'You really are a sad b
d'
The amount of times we've been in the car on the motorway when i've spotted something in the mirror, quickly wacked the radio off and put down the window even on a winters day just so i cant listen to the howl of some Flat 6 V8/V10/V12 exotica when it roars past.
To the relief of the missus she says she'd rather have me talk about bhp figures and handling characteristics of a 911 in the pub whilst boring my pals silly than getting drunk out of my mind and chasing the loacl fat slappers.
I still get excited like a 10 year old when i see a supercar on the road, My missus gave me a b
king in Manchester city centre when i started jumping up and down when i saw a Veyron as she thought something was up with me.
Thing is saddest of all i'm not even 18 i'm the wrong side of 30.
Do i need to grow up or carry on regardless?
Does anyone have traits of sadness like this and if so what?
Last summer i was tootling down the road when walking up the street was a 20 something girl, short skirt, legs up to her armpits - Stunning, I had the OH in the car when i piped up 'Kin hell look at that' I was however referring to the 430 Scud that had blasted past on the opposite side of the road and didn't give the girl a second glance, The missus exclaimed 'You really are a sad b
d'The amount of times we've been in the car on the motorway when i've spotted something in the mirror, quickly wacked the radio off and put down the window even on a winters day just so i cant listen to the howl of some Flat 6 V8/V10/V12 exotica when it roars past.
To the relief of the missus she says she'd rather have me talk about bhp figures and handling characteristics of a 911 in the pub whilst boring my pals silly than getting drunk out of my mind and chasing the loacl fat slappers.
I still get excited like a 10 year old when i see a supercar on the road, My missus gave me a b
king in Manchester city centre when i started jumping up and down when i saw a Veyron as she thought something was up with me.Thing is saddest of all i'm not even 18 i'm the wrong side of 30.
Do i need to grow up or carry on regardless?
Does anyone have traits of sadness like this and if so what?
CHIEF said:
Last summer i was tootling down the road when walking up the street was a 20 something girl, short skirt, legs up to her armpits - Stunning, I had the OH in the car when i piped up 'Kin hell look at that' I was however referring to the 430 Scud that had blasted past on the opposite side of the road and didn't give the girl a second glance, The missus exclaimed 'You really are a sad b
d'
Guilty.
d'OH has actually commented thus:
"with a normal bloke, I'd be worried at you perving on the lasses wearing short skirts etc..... With you I know you're slating the car she's driving or admiring her fellas nice choice in wheels. Sad b
d. But I like it........"CHIEF said:
I genuinly didn't think i was that bad until the better half started pointing it out, I love driving - no matter what car it is or how slow or bad it is i love it, In fact i've been out of the performance car market for a few years now and drive a wallowy old sensible barge but still i go for a drive in a sprited manner when i get chance. i love it and never tire of it.
Last summer i was tootling down the road when walking up the street was a 20 something girl, short skirt, legs up to her armpits - Stunning, I had the OH in the car when i piped up 'Kin hell look at that' I was however referring to the 430 Scud that had blasted past on the opposite side of the road and didn't give the girl a second glance, The missus exclaimed 'You really are a sad b
d'
The amount of times we've been in the car on the motorway when i've spotted something in the mirror, quickly wacked the radio off and put down the window even on a winters day just so i cant listen to the howl of some Flat 6 V8/V10/V12 exotica when it roars past.
To the relief of the missus she says she'd rather have me talk about bhp figures and handling characteristics of a 911 in the pub whilst boring my pals silly than getting drunk out of my mind and chasing the loacl fat slappers.
I still get excited like a 10 year old when i see a supercar on the road, My missus gave me a b
king in Manchester city centre when i started jumping up and down when i saw a Veyron as she thought something was up with me.
Thing is saddest of all i'm not even 18 i'm the wrong side of 30.
Do i need to grow up or carry on regardless?
Does anyone have traits of sadness like this and if so what?
Definately.Last summer i was tootling down the road when walking up the street was a 20 something girl, short skirt, legs up to her armpits - Stunning, I had the OH in the car when i piped up 'Kin hell look at that' I was however referring to the 430 Scud that had blasted past on the opposite side of the road and didn't give the girl a second glance, The missus exclaimed 'You really are a sad b
d'The amount of times we've been in the car on the motorway when i've spotted something in the mirror, quickly wacked the radio off and put down the window even on a winters day just so i cant listen to the howl of some Flat 6 V8/V10/V12 exotica when it roars past.
To the relief of the missus she says she'd rather have me talk about bhp figures and handling characteristics of a 911 in the pub whilst boring my pals silly than getting drunk out of my mind and chasing the loacl fat slappers.
I still get excited like a 10 year old when i see a supercar on the road, My missus gave me a b
king in Manchester city centre when i started jumping up and down when i saw a Veyron as she thought something was up with me.Thing is saddest of all i'm not even 18 i'm the wrong side of 30.
Do i need to grow up or carry on regardless?
Does anyone have traits of sadness like this and if so what?
Even 50cc scooters get listened to. The only thing that won't is those silly loud piped cars. At least the biker has a safety reason to do it... (Small chance of being heard.)
Does anybody else cross the street to admire a scooter?
Probable

CHIEF said:
My missus gave me a b
king in Manchester city centre when i started jumping up and down when i saw a Veyron as she thought something was up with me.
Do i need to grow up or carry on regardless?
If you get very excited by the cars, then that's great carry on as normal.
king in Manchester city centre when i started jumping up and down when i saw a Veyron as she thought something was up with me.Do i need to grow up or carry on regardless?
If you were literally jumping up and down in the street then no, stop being an affected mong and sort yourself out.
HTH.
I'm 24 and get the same.
My reasoning is that I already have a rather attractive OH (IMHO so why look else where 24/7?) and my car collection is somewhat lacking due to funding, so cars are the "want" items.
Always room for more cars in your life. Multiple women just ends badly.
Dogs. Good food. Random cars. - 3 things that make me happy
My reasoning is that I already have a rather attractive OH (IMHO so why look else where 24/7?) and my car collection is somewhat lacking due to funding, so cars are the "want" items.

Always room for more cars in your life. Multiple women just ends badly.
Dogs. Good food. Random cars. - 3 things that make me happy

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