Autojournalists get to drive a given vehicle for a couple of hours. When they cruise by the local high school in a yellow italian convertible that bellows and howls, they get alot of looks. Hence they think that they have a chance with the high school cheerleaders that made their lives miserable while in high school. I won't comment on middle age men who think the same.

For me, driving a subdued supercar everyday in all weather is about the passion of driving.