If you feel bad that you didn’t get me a Fathers day gift I have a way for you to make it up.
Buy me this new Volkswagen.
More on that in a moment.
I currently alternate my driving between two automobiles. One is a sort of downsized SUV called an Outlander. Mitsubishi makes it. You of World War 2 vintage may remember their fine zero aircraft. I digress.
My second, fair weather only car is a MGB. It’s a car for people who like cars that don’t run. It’s from ’74.
Both of these cars have only four puny cylinders, thank you OPEC oil producing companies. In both cases you could mark the amount of time it takes to go from 0 to 60 mph using a calendar. Built for speed these are not.
When I was growing up Volkswagen meant a “bug”. The lovable little rear engine almost a car. People called them pregnant roller skates.
Now of course Volkswagen makes all sorts of fancy cars.
Including the Bugatti Veyron.
It’s the world’s most expensive car and it may be fastest.
Price tag? 1 Million smackers. 0 to 60 ? 2.5 seconds. Count that to yourself. One thousand one, one thousand two, one thou…and you’re breaking the speed limit on almost any US highway. Cylinders? 16. 12 more than my cars. 1001 horsepower. Top speed? 252 mph.
Let’s put that in perspective. NASCAR Driver Bill Elliot on the Talladega Superspeedway once went 212 MPH. In a car with roll bars wearing a fireproof suit on a track by himself. Right after that NASCAR made the cars go slower. The Veyron would have passed “awesome” Bill like he was tied to a post.
I once got to ride in a jet powered truck at an air show. It had two jet engines in the cargo bed. It went 319 miles per hour. When I tell people I went 319 miles per hour they look at me like I have sprouted another head on my shoulders.
But if you get me Volkswagen Bugatti Veyron I will make everyone a believer. I wonder what the fine would be for going 200 mph over the speed limit? I guess if you can afford a 1 million dollar car you don’t need to worry about that.