Boys And Their Toys
Do you know why I don't buy a Miata or consider purchasing a Mini here in the United States?
Because it's DAMN dangerous, is why.
America is the land of the SUV, and though there are many compact cars doing great business for the car salesmen, this outsized land which has wheatfields the size of Romania, is just too enamored with massive, huge, enormous cars and lorries, to make owning anything smaller than a Ford Fiesta, safe.
So tell me, just tell me, how this guy thinks he's safe on the road, about to get on the Florida Turnpike, hmmmm?
If a single solitary untethered item from behind a flatbed goes flying on the highway, something which frankly happens a lot which is why I always hate driving behind trucks, this guy is TOAST.
Yeah, Mr. Cool with your wraparounds-were-chic-in-the-90s little glasses, and your skeleton racing car, changing your radio station from tacky Y-100 to Kanye West-approved 99.1FM, going vroom-vroom at the light (ay, por favor).
You're smiling now, but just you wait! One false move and it's Kablamo! for you.
(Touch wood, here's hoping not, but come on, give me a frikkin' break here)