If money was no object....................
 

What car would you have?

Yeah, I know, we're bikers, but if you're basically a petrol head like I am there must be ONE car you would love to own.

I've really struggled to narrow it down..............DB7? Diablo? GT40? Bently Arnage? Bugatti Veyron? All fantastic cars.

In the end though, I went for the one that Pete and I had a great play with on a lovely stretch of road down to Tetbury.
http://img218.imageshack.us/img218/8485/f122ft.jpg

What a car!

A 2.8-litre engine Golf V6.

Is: rocketship, glued to the road.
Isnt: so flash as to get robbed whenever you slow down to less than 30mph. dont care about dings. Park it anywhere etc.

And a Tuono.

And a 916.

And a 1150 gs.

Early E Type. :P :P

Bugger.
One of them too.

Hmmmm,

if I wanted a modern car it would be the Aston Martin V8 Vantage

http://upload2.postimage.org/185657/v8vantage.jpg

Or if it where a more older car, than the old DB5 :love:

Cheers

Rich

If I could only have one car it would be the McLaren F1.

I'd simply have a BMW M5, possibly the finest car available if you consider it has five seats, 500 Bhp, and is almost anonymous when compared to some flashy exotic. Oh and the fact that it's reliable and only (sic) costs £65,000 is the icing on the cake.


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NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

It's MINE!!!!!

:D :D :D

Pimp alert! :wink:

If you want that sort of a yoke, have a look at the Veyron.

"In a drag race you could let the McLaren get to 120mph before setting off in the Veyron. And you’d still get to 200mph first."

http://driving.timesonline.co.uk/art...890873,00.html

Properly insane car.

Sort of reminds me of a story...
A lad I knew was starting to be a cop. Out on the road, catching speeders. First day there.
And, he hears a wailing inline four. So he is all lined up, ass out, straight arms, locked and loaded.

"Something on two wheels" screams past. and registers over 150mph on the box.

So your man is falling over himself, trying to gather up his kit and get in the car, while the officer with him hasnt even looked up. Still doing the crossword, cup of tea on the lap.

"What are ye doing son?" (Still looking at the crossword.)
"Did ya see that????"
"See what..."
"That BIKE!!!"
"Listen son. At this point, yer mans either in Belfast. Or dead. Either way, its not your problem. Now be still.

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