Motoring
11-03-2003 | 04:09 PM
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From: Loveland, CO
I switch between my Odyssey van and my S2000. That is ideal for helping my appreciate my S2000. The van is comfortable but there is no thrill in driving it. I do like to accelerate quickly and drive fast, so my S2000 keeps thrilling me every time I get back into it. The longer the trip, the better.
11-03-2003 | 04:39 PM
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I was thinking along these same lines today on my way home from work. My drive to work is 23 miles, all back roads with some nice twisties. I must confess that sometimes I drive a little bit above the speed limit to and from work. Usually there is very little traffic, as long as I leave for work and back early. Well today I left work a bit late, it was beautiful out, about 75 F and sunny, but there was traffic!! As I was driving along somewhat BELOW the speed limit I just started noticing things along the way, such as the lake view, or some nice houses. Now of course, today was not the first time this happened, and not the first time I thought that you don't have to be driving fast to enjoy this car. I really enjoyed the ride, and even after the traffic cleared I didn't speed up much. I just enjoyed the weather and the privilege of driving a great car.
Before I bought the S I had a bike, a Buel M2, and this same kind of thing is possible on almost any bike. I thought I had given that up, but I actually find it more fun in the S than on a bike, since there is no helmet to make you feel enclosed, and also less fear of a fool not seeing you and taking you out. This is my first sports car, and I don't think I will ever be without one if a can help it.
Before I bought the S I had a bike, a Buel M2, and this same kind of thing is possible on almost any bike. I thought I had given that up, but I actually find it more fun in the S than on a bike, since there is no helmet to make you feel enclosed, and also less fear of a fool not seeing you and taking you out. This is my first sports car, and I don't think I will ever be without one if a can help it.
11-03-2003 | 06:28 PM
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Originally posted by ralper
Our S2000 is the perfect car, at least it is for me.
How about you?
Our S2000 is the perfect car, at least it is for me.
How about you?
I went home, went inside and told my wife I no longer want the Z3. I was talking about getting the Z3 for over 2 years, but between getting married, buying a house etc...it just never made sense. She looked at me and said...what happened???? I said, I can't explain it, you have to experience it. I took her to the dealership and she test drove the car. She took the car out and all I could see when she got back was a HUGE
on her face - I immediately knew she felt the same thing. When she got out, all she could say was "Oh my God...that is THE BEST car I have ever driven...GET THAT CAR...."!I look back after about a year and a half of ownership and think...what if I had bought the Z3 and know what I know about that car today.....this comes to mind
- all I can say is..... I am glad I saved my forehead 
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11-03-2003 | 06:30 PM
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Actually, this thread reminds me of a similar thread. I posted in that one about how the car makes me feel...I am going to find that and cut and paste my entry from there in here because it fits into this thread just as well.....
11-03-2003 | 06:34 PM
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Found it...it was Xviper's - Did your car start today thread
Here is my post in there...I still feel this way about the car too
Here is my post in there...I still feel this way about the car too
Originally posted by matrix
Every morning I wake up and I open the garage door and there it is...my black S2000 staring back at me, whispering to me "Well, let's go!"
I get in, turn the key, push the little red button and the engine roars to life with complete ease and willingness.
I unlatch the top, pull the button back and the top drops quickly as sunshine rushes in.
I slip the shift lever, attached to the incredibly smooth gearbox, into reverse and Brat knows it is time...
Gently for the first few kms while we wait for the engine to warm up. No need to turn on the radio...mechanical music will soon be playing.
3 bars shows on the dash, Brat is telling me that whenever you are ready so am I...
I fight the urge for a few more kms, then like a rush of wind...9000RPM is upon me, a quick selection of the next gear in that incredible short and smooth gearbox and 9000RPM is again waiting for me...The mechanical music has begun and it is as sharp and exciting as the first time I heard it. I look ahead, a clear road, a sign, a curve, a tweak of the gas, a quick down shift, a twist of the wheel, a twist in the other direction, the road begins to straighten, press the accelerator further, engine responses steadily, a shift upward, look at the speedo...wow, I am way over the limit...
My face quickly turns to this
THEN...ALL THE PROBLEMS BEGIN...
I am late for work.
I have never been on this road before, but I don't care.
I dread the thought of turning that key towards me to turn the small but furious engine off.
The top goes up, the key is twisted, the engine goes off...
8 hours of toil...
Finish work, walk out the door, there in the parking lot is my black S2000, staring back at me, whispering to me "Well, let's go!"...
Every morning I wake up and I open the garage door and there it is...my black S2000 staring back at me, whispering to me "Well, let's go!"
I get in, turn the key, push the little red button and the engine roars to life with complete ease and willingness.
I unlatch the top, pull the button back and the top drops quickly as sunshine rushes in.
I slip the shift lever, attached to the incredibly smooth gearbox, into reverse and Brat knows it is time...
Gently for the first few kms while we wait for the engine to warm up. No need to turn on the radio...mechanical music will soon be playing.
3 bars shows on the dash, Brat is telling me that whenever you are ready so am I...
I fight the urge for a few more kms, then like a rush of wind...9000RPM is upon me, a quick selection of the next gear in that incredible short and smooth gearbox and 9000RPM is again waiting for me...The mechanical music has begun and it is as sharp and exciting as the first time I heard it. I look ahead, a clear road, a sign, a curve, a tweak of the gas, a quick down shift, a twist of the wheel, a twist in the other direction, the road begins to straighten, press the accelerator further, engine responses steadily, a shift upward, look at the speedo...wow, I am way over the limit...
My face quickly turns to this
THEN...ALL THE PROBLEMS BEGIN...
I am late for work.
I have never been on this road before, but I don't care.
I dread the thought of turning that key towards me to turn the small but furious engine off.
The top goes up, the key is twisted, the engine goes off...
8 hours of toil...
Finish work, walk out the door, there in the parking lot is my black S2000, staring back at me, whispering to me "Well, let's go!"...
11-03-2003 | 08:04 PM
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From: Philly (Narberth)
A very eloquent thread...I knew that I would like it. Would the kids understand this...or must you be closer to Vintage? I'm not sure...probably depends on the person.
Motoring for me is often the quest for the Road Less Travelled. Several times over the last 5-6 months of good weather, I have made some extra time for a road trip. I've studied the map in advance...sometimes for a 50 mile trip but others for 500 miles.
I've travelled new routes in this beautiful state of Pennsylvania (Penn's Woods)...carving out diagonal routes from the far NW to central PA one time....from the far NE to central PA another time...mostly traversing those little black two lane roads on the DeLorme mapbook
Another trip in June followed the shoreline of one of the Finger Lakes in upstate NY...a wine-tasting opp'y at every turn!
Often these roads have little squiggles in their course...even switchbacks when traversing some of our low mountain ranges
These trips have made some of the best extra 1-2 hours that I've ever invested 
Motoring for me is often the quest for the Road Less Travelled. Several times over the last 5-6 months of good weather, I have made some extra time for a road trip. I've studied the map in advance...sometimes for a 50 mile trip but others for 500 miles.
I've travelled new routes in this beautiful state of Pennsylvania (Penn's Woods)...carving out diagonal routes from the far NW to central PA one time....from the far NE to central PA another time...mostly traversing those little black two lane roads on the DeLorme mapbook
Another trip in June followed the shoreline of one of the Finger Lakes in upstate NY...a wine-tasting opp'y at every turn!Often these roads have little squiggles in their course...even switchbacks when traversing some of our low mountain ranges
These trips have made some of the best extra 1-2 hours that I've ever invested
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11-03-2003 | 08:44 PM
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From: Randolph, NJ
A number of years ago (10 to 15 I think) William Least Heat Moon wrote "Blue Highways". On his maps the red highways are the interstates and the blue highways are the smaller, older US highways that slowly wind their way across the country. In his book he tells of his trip across the country in order to see the country. He did it in a "plumbers special Ford Econoline Van". It is a very good book, well worth reading.
Mr. Moon wasn't exactly motoring. Mr. Moon was touring. Touring is different in that there is a destination, a place to go and things to see. Motoring is simply the pleasure or driving for the sake of driving with no where to go. You see what there is to see.
Am I splitting hairs? Probably, but why not? Motoring is just another of lifes simple pleasures.
Mr. Moon wasn't exactly motoring. Mr. Moon was touring. Touring is different in that there is a destination, a place to go and things to see. Motoring is simply the pleasure or driving for the sake of driving with no where to go. You see what there is to see.
Am I splitting hairs? Probably, but why not? Motoring is just another of lifes simple pleasures.
