I was just thinkin' today while I was ogling the waitresses at lunch - 7 more years and I can be a dirty old man. Right now I'm just a middle-aged pervert, which is ok, but I'm thinking once I hit 50 I can really hit my stride, sharpen my game and show the young whippersnappers that you can't out-creep an old creep.
However, should I go "sports-car" or not? I've never really been a car guy, but to fully embrace the gestalt, some kind of ludicrous vehicle is somewhat of a requirement. Either that or I'll have to go low-rent and be that old guy on the bus nobody wants to sit near, but I'm not big on public transit any more than I am sports cars.
Good thing I still have some time to think it over and get opinions. My theory is: if it's worth doing, it's worth doing well.
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