A sudden attack of intuitive understanding hit me at a car show a few months ago. All the chrome plating, gallons of shiny paint, tons of add-on speed parts, wheels, tires, detailing, and so on, and all the enthusiasts in car-related garb, talking car stuff, comes down to something I never considered before. It hit me: BOOM—brain explosion!
Don’t worry — no harm done. It was just a jolting realization that might require some analysis. Every car we own is an extension of ourselves, not only our hobby cars, but our daily drivers as well. Car manufacturers figured this out a long time ago by adding flashy colors, fancy wheels, throaty exhausts, and so on. It’s all a matter of getting noticed, or making sure you’re getting noticed. Why would…
