God the pig on the left is straight out of a horror movie!

14 years ago my wife hired me an Aston Martin DB9 for a weekend as it was my favourite car. Absolutely loved it. That said it wasn’t a car I’d like for every day use. It was a hard ride and the heat from the engine came into the removedpit. My legs felt like they were on fire.

Supercars are usually great to play in but for day to day absolutely crap. I couldn’t take it to the shop as I’d worry about it getting marked. People get jealous and go out of their way to ding nice cars.

I think the whole thing is having the level of wealth where those vehicles are of no value or concerning cost.

The merits of the car have absolutely nothing to do with it.

Lamborghinis are a blast. Y’all just jelly.