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My father switched sportscars
So my dad had a late model Corvette. It was awesome and almost paid for. His girlriend didn't like how low to the ground it was. So he traded it in on a leased BMW 3-series.
So you understand: he traded in a convertible Vette with low mileage that was a year from being his outright, to making the same payments to lease a BMW with a hardtop convertible and the 3.0 twin turbo engine. The new car has ridiculous torque down low just like the other car, but has so many ridiculous features and gadgetry inside, mostly useless tech stuff.
So he has it for a day...and starts to regret it. He put regular octane in the Vette, and now doesn't want to put premium but will probably will have to as the turbo motor is going to knock like crazy on 87 regular. He also can only drive 10k miles a month, instead of the unlimited possibilities of driving through wine country or wherever the heck he wanted on the weekends.
On the positive side, he has to study a huge manual to learn how to use the i-Drive system (ahem, the stereo system) but likes the voice recognition system. The Bimmer doesn't scrape every time he goes up a driveway. It's got decent back seats for luggage, not for tall people. And the quality of the parts seems better than the Chevy.
He thinks a well used Vette might be a possibility in the future, but for now I won't be inheriting a super car. Which is cool since I've got a super truck.
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