Well, I think a problem is that you're somewhere where the traffic actually moves. Surely you've been gawked at while stuck in traffic on your way through Denver? That's where I get looks. When people are actually moving, they don't look around much.
It doesn't help, either, that we're not all that rare in Colorado...
Still, people jockying for a better view of me scares me... I'm always afraid they're going to run me off the road, just trying to figure out the make. Maybe debadging wasn't such a good idea.
Driving through places with lots of pedestrian traffic (Larimer Square on a weekend, college campuses, etc) is kind of fun, too.
Aaaaanyway, back on topic. I probably drive like a dick in my Subaru. Whenever I'm on the road everyone else is in the wrong lane, in my way, and being way to &%$#ing timid. DRIVE! MERGE! ARGH!!
I'm totally passive-aggressive about merging, too. I leave HUGE spaces in front of me when you SHOULD be merging, then close them up tight once there's no more merge lane. Sorry, dude. You had your chance. But, hey, I love getting 'the wave'. "You're welcome! Pass it on!"
I can not figure out why people can't figure out how to merge!
On the other hand, I'm pretty careful when driving in the VX... mostly because I can't see around it all that well, and I'm not keen on running someone off the road. That would suck.
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mdwyer, ill agree with that...around denver i do get significantly more looks than around here...
see i grew up in castle rock, where the average is porsche and bmw, so my isuzu is kinda bottom of the food chain...
now im in the opposite in greeley lol...
All things considered, the "location" may very well be the varied issue here as stated. Never really thought of that. This is the Washington, DC area and that means lots of fat cats on and around Cap-Hill. Too much money going around. The snob class. And when mom and dad get nice cars, their kids tend to get the STIs and EVOs the day they get their license (VERY sad truth around here). That also means the capital beltway overloaded with BMWs, Mercs, Audis, and Caddys for the morning and evening commutes. The rest of the day is giant, overpriced SUV, SUV, and SUV with soccer moms doing their shopping and running around for God knows what ever else (and how they manage to do it all with a cell phone glued to their ear is BEYOND me!). Me, well, I just fit into the center of it all as the guy going to and from work with a car that costs under $30k.
Maybe I am thinking too much into this, but I do think just about every car, by name and appearance automatically has a stereotype, regardless of the driver. I guess it is what it is and there is no changing that fact. It is pretty interesting though. We weak humans are quick to judge and finger point since we are at the top of the food chain, heh.
Gary Noonan
'01 S/C VX / '18 Forester XT
Wow - deep thinking for a 'Gamer' - sorry, did I just stereotype?
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Put a smiley after you say that Bub.
One thing I have found myself doing lately is taking note of who I fly by on the highway, because I have personalized plates on the VX and the RX8 and if I fly by them going 100+ and they have a chance to see the plate I really don't want them to be my next door neighbor or go to my church or come to one of my Bible Studies, that would be a little awkward. On a side note before Ike hit I was filling up the VX and some guy gets out of his car and says, "Wow man that is one badA$$ machine you got there!" Finally I think I am no longer in danger of getting the dreaded "cute comment", lol. But yeah I do sometimes find myself wondering what the people around me think about my driving style/behavior, but really as long as you are not doing something over the top, everyone is probably more concerned with themselves and what you think about them than anything else, we live in a self consumed society more concerned with the next fleeting pleasure than we will ever really comprehend, most people are probably too busy shuffling through their 900,000 song iPod or texting their buddie they will see in an hour to worry about some dude on the highway.