(Welcome to “Thinking Too Deeply About Cars.” This is a column where I over analyze my thoughts about cars and possibly get a little too sentimental. I encourage you to do the same or call me a total nut-job in the comments).
In my previous installment I talked about how I can never be satisfied with what I drive, this time I will talk about how I can never be satisfied with what is available. As enthusiasts we know a lot about cars. We can spout of engine displacements, 0-60 and ¼ mile times, suspension configurations and every other geek-worthy bit of info we can consume. We even talk about cars by their chassis codes which totally baffle the uninitiated. It’s always fun to watch someone’s face when I talk about their E46 BMW….and they say, “E46? I thought it was a 325?” But is it possible that we know too much?