Oh, this is true. The Hummer up the street always has a petite blonde behind the wheel. That I don’t get. Try parallel parking one of those!
But guys...well, if they have enough sense not to own a tank, a sports car only comes in one basic size—itty bitty. And they’re fun. And isn’t there something about mid-life crises and sports cars?
Oh, lots of study material in all of the above.
Now wait a minute here. I went from an MG Midget to a Triumph Spitfire before I was 34, and then on up to a Ford T-Bird (the 1986 version, not the 1957 one), and now to a Geo Metro 4-door.
Generalizations. Humph!
Well, I dunno. You bought your sports cars early so maybe that voids the mid-life crisis contract or something.
Really, I can’t tell you how many middle aged men I have observed, over the years, who suddenly had an overwhelming urge to buy a 2 seater with lots of power under the hood. There has to be some hardwire tripping device thingy that goes bonkers somewhere between 45 and 55 in many of the male of the species.
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and don’t you find the same is “usually” true with cars....how many times have you seen a 6’ man unwind himself from a tiny little sports car and then you see a petite 5’ woman climbing in or out of her oversized SUV - or in my town, Hummer? Strange......maybe someone should do a study on this!!