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Hell, there's few things worth more than the free fun in tweaking the tails of other (similar) vehicle owners. It ain't race, income, politics, etc. It's a machine. Why cars are "sexy" is more to the point of thinking about it (and generating comebacks, like grannies gear shifting) than as to clothes washer performance. Both are machines, both cost me $$, and both appear to be necessary for living in this society.
But so far as I know, no one is hot-rodding the Kenmore. So the nyah-nyah when it comes to cars is plain fun. Mpg or 1/4-mile makes no difference from the aspect of testosterone. Kept on that plane it's an approach that keeps on giving for a lifetime of laughs.
My favorite put-down from years ago was the comeback, "Hey, good enough for who's driving it", which has all sorts of permutations.
Or, what do men -- who are afraid of their wives -- drive? That Swedish car, the Vulva.
And neither of these have to do with the quality of the car in question. It's moot.
Which would be the point.
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