"Zippy the Pinhead" <
[email protected]> wrote:
>
> I am about 2 meters tall and weigh about 100 Kg. That's 6'7" and 220 for you Euro-challenged
> readers,
So that makes me taller than you, and about 1 Eddy Merckx heavier than you.
> I also drive an SUV. A Ford Explorer. Why?
Because you're a jerk, of course, but do go on.
> Well, I don't test-drive cars, I try them on. I sit in them and if they fit, I then consider a
> purchase. Since Euro-Style has taken over, cars just don't fit me. I have a military
> service-connected problem with one of my knees that keeps me from squatting down far enough to
> enter the kind of car that you all would like me to drive. I need headroom. I could wear a cowboy
> hat in my Explorer if I wanted to (which I really don't), but when I sit in one of the politically
> correct cars, I could use a sun-roof to stick my head through. Not even all SUVs fit me; the Dodge
> Derange-O has a high enough ceiling, but the morons who designed it decided it would be cool to
> have the roofline in front extend down into the windshield area, and I'll be Goddamned if I'll
> duck down to watch the signal lights change. I'll also be Goddamned if I'll drive around with my
> knees up under my chin.
I don't own a car, for the reasons you have named as well as others. I use a motorcycle for personal
transportation.
But I rent cars often as a result, and I usually have to play "musical driver's seats" until I find
one that will work. I always try on an SUV if there's one available. I've tried a bunch of them.
I HAVE NEVER RENTED AN SUV. There has always, always been a sedan that fit me better. That Dodge
Durango you were talking about? A Dodge Intrepid fits me better, and I am bigger, a lot bigger, than
you are. Hint: Jacking up the roof a foot higher than normal makes no difference if you raise the
floor by the same amount.
No, I can't sit bolt upright in an Intrepid, I have to recline the seat somewhat. Yes, I have to
lean forward to see traffic signals if I am first at the light. Suck it up, Shorty, it's better than
being an inconsiderate glutton every day of your miserable life. Or else get a motorbike and live
the life of a non-coward.
Half-ton pickup trucks are OK, barely, when it comes to fitting me in the driver's seat. But their
SUV derivatives are often not as accomodating, with large consoles and and deeply contoured seats
for torsos narrower than mine.
I bet you couldn't guess which of all the cars I've ever tried had the most spacious cockpit for my
bulky body. You wouldn't guess it, because you've never tried it, because the thing isn't butch
enough for your puerile bully's tastes: The New VW Beetle. Easy to get in, easy to drive.
And of all the cars I or my family have owned, which include Cadillac DeVilles, Lincoln
Continentals, full-size Ford and Plymouth vans, and VW buses, there is one car that that was by far
the most accomodationg to my long legs and overall proportions-- a 1974 Karmann Ghia convertible.
No fooling. When VW gave up on offering that lame excuse for a back seat, the front seat space
became huge.
> but my abnormal size doesn't cut any **** when it comes to convincing folks that I need to drive
> the car I drive.
Not with me; I know it's a lie and a self-justifying one at that.
You can drive your Ford Explorer because you want to, because you're a jerk. But you'll not be
fooling me about your "need" for your jerk-ass car.
That truckette of yours is the same as the tool belt worn by David, the "construction worker" from
the Village People. All about butch dress-up and nothing about necessity.
> **** you very much.
You don't even need to say that. Your car does it for you.
Chalo Colina "mucho, mucho, macho macho man"
