9 LEE wrote:
Below was my last car. High on quality (it was like driving a gentlemans club on four wheels) but poor on reliability.. Every time i started it, there was a cacophony of warning bleeps, bells and whistles telling me to get it straight to my nearest Bentley dealer. I never expected that. π
I always amuse myself thinking how a Bentley GT, fine motor car that it is, would take corners at real speed. A bit like the Professional footballers who buy them I suppose. (you never know until 90 minutes later)ππ
I have never had any great feeling out of BMW's, Audis, Merc's, Porkers have the engine sound of a nanny-goat p1551ng in a tin. That said, once one commits to spending above X-amount on a car, the principle use of the car (getting reliably and safely from A to B) becomes superflous and transforms into a pleasure device who's purpose (and incremental value) is in the eye of the beholder (or owner).
I still maintain that there are few legal pleasures left in this world whereby one can drive an Aston Martin with a V12 engine, manual gear-box, two seats for you and a fine fair young lady (without any rear-seat distractors) along the fine green English Countryside to a country hotel and fine dinery of your choice.