In the midst of taking my long overdue driving lessons, my boyhood Toys'R'Us urges have strangely been rekindled. Maybe the updated Hollywood film Dukes of Hazzard also brought back my childhood obsessions with the General Lee. But in general, I have always had a thing for American muscle cars. Nothing looks as cool and sounds as hot for the price of a pony car. Sure, American cars are generally notorious for shitty fuel economy and seriously lacking in terms of performance, quality and value for money compared with their european and asian counterparts. They guzzle twice as much as gas and are probably 50% of the cause of global warming and 100% of the reason why Iraq got ass-invaded. If sin ever bore such tasty fruits, this is it.

I'm like a fat kid staring into a candy-store. I know its bad for me (or the environment anyways), but I want one. But of course, given the financial and geographical impossibilities for a first car, I will probably end up driving a shitty car covered in shit.