The Classy Car

In theory, anything that gets you from point A to point B is acceptable. In reality, scooters are childish (unless you’re seven), bicycles mean inhaling someone else’s exhaust (not to mention risking horrible, horrible death) and an old rusty Chevette just doesn’t cut it the same way it did when you were 16. Now those sports car people — they know what they’re doing. Slick exterior. Neck snapping acceleration. And a sidewalk full of young dudes who really, really want to be you.

If you’re going from A to B, why not do it in style?