No, no.
This is literally autism
Do cars have feelings? Do you treat your car like it does?
t. Literal dog rapist
Even the dog rapist understands the flaws in the OP
I once ran on Nurburging
I must confess im impressed how fast i overheated
I wonder how close to GT-R i came
I just cant see anything past the corner
Dont have the heart to make the turn
All that because of bad visibility
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>Car fucking loves me, she's a little sassy at times but always listens
>people impressed with how smooth and comfortable I drive it
>she let's me go down a gently curving road while steering with my knee and playing air Ukulele to impress a girl
>stalls out whenever anyone else drives it
>fucking hates my brother with a passion because he drives like a nigger
>slams brakes, floors accelaration, generally puts her through the ringer
>she won't drive good any day after I teach him how to drive
>soothingly rub her steering wheel and tell her "I know baby I know he's so fucking bad"
>Car drives fine after that
I should have named her Christine
huh, what car is that?
I drive my car like the cheap whore it is because it can take it, but i treat it like a hockeymom treats her child, by spending cash on shit it doesn't need
Kek