When cars were first made, they only had one thing in mind, practicality. They gave people the ability to go from their homes to a night at the opera where they would be entertained by some large sized women sing random notes that some how was a form of music. Cars back then didn’t need to be quick because anything was probably faster than a horse and buggy. Styling didn’t matter either, though the Model T looked nice, it only came in one colour. To quote Henry Ford, “You can have any colour you want, as long as it’s black.”
But, we have come along way since the Model T. In this gap of time, engineers discovered angles, curves, and colours of every shade. And most automakers have gone away from practicality and made cars for people that don’t want to get just from point A to point B.
Take my good friend Dave McSporran. He is a point A to point B driver, and owns a Honda Element. Some main reasons he owns an Element is because it’s spacious, practical, and has plenty of room for his camera equipment. And though he doesn’t have a name for his car, like most men do, he calls his car many things. He described his car at one point being a toaster on wheels. So, I half expect him to arrive somewhere and climb out of his car looking like a slice of wonder bread ready for some peanut butter and honey, in his case almond butter. When it comes down to it, he is a straightforward car buyer and only buys his cars for what he needs them for. I get that, it’s the same reason I own a diesel Volkswagen Jetta, because the fuel savings are bigger than a plate of food from an American diner.
Unlike Dave though, I have almost a personal relationship with my car. It’s why I gave it a name, why I say sorry to my car if I push it too hard here and there. So when it comes to cars, I don’t see them as machines of travel, but rather art. That’s why we have cars like Porsches that have curves like women, Lamborghinis that have angles that look like fighter jets, and Ferraris that look as if they’ve been shaped by a delicate potter. These cars are from companies that couldn’t care less about being practical. And they only know how to make cars that look beautiful and drive fast. These are the cars that reach out to automotive enthusiasts. The same people that go to every racing event, that have many import car magazines, and could tell you what issue your car is having just by hearing the sound it makes. These are the people that have oil in their veins and pistons for a heart. And though some of them may buy a practical car, it is probably a car that most people wouldn’t find practical. I mean let’s face it, does it really matter how large the trunk is, or how many people you can fit in the back? No, it’s about the horsepower, the multimedia capabilities, and carbon fiber. What I mean is, if a minivan came with a Ferrari badge on it, men would probably buy it, because the thought of a minivan doing 0-60 mph in 3.2 seconds is amazing. But since Ferrari doesn’t make a van, and hopefully they don’t, most men won’t step foot near a Dodge Caravan or a Ford Windstar, because secretly they want that two-door coupe with racing stripes and a big engine.
So to those of us that name our cars and treat them like a second girlfriend and spend most of our expendable income on them, we are all in this together. Because Point A to point B drivers will never understand our culture, and why we love our cars so much that we shed a little tear when they are dead and gone. And to us, cars aren’t machines; they are best friends that are there until the end.