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Keeping Sharp

Not a lot to report today, but I need to write anyway to keep sharp.  Okay, so sharp may not be the current status, but you get the idea.

I didn't post this a few weeks ago, but I had a chance to drive a Spyker C8 Spyder.  What a car!  What a noise!  Where's the top?  So, it goes like stink, sounds phenomenal, and actually handles very well.  The turn-in is very sharp, and even without traction control, it feels planted and grippy and would probably be a hoot on the track, even though Spyker strongly discourage their owners from doing so.  It's Dutch, too, which just gives it all that much more character.  And the top, if it is still attached to the car, works fine.  But if you want to see out the rear-view mirror when the top is down, it is best to remove it from the car entirely, which involves opening the entire rear clamshell of the car.  Doesn't sound too bad until you read the instructions, which state that it should only be done by a trained technician and takes 10 time units (whatever those are).  It involves unhooking the fuel filler neck and the coolant reservoir and the airbox, among other things.

Which begs the question: Why bother with this car?

Because you have more money than you know what to do with and you want a high-profile alternative to a Lambo or Ferrari.  Because you live in a climate where a having a roof on your car is truly not a necessity. Because you want a true "driver's" car with no traction aids, a well balanced chassis, and 400bhp.

Not only do i not meet any of those criteria, but I just don't want one.  Given the opportunity, i would love to drive one again, but even with the means, I wouldn't buy one.

Well, enough buzz killing for one day.  I'm off.

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