I'm NOT a tomboy. I'm not in any way masculine, in fact, I'm rather a priss about some things. HOWEVER, I LOVE vehicles. I love the Transformers. I like Harleys and fast boats. I am fascinated with Peterbilt Semi Trucks:
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So tough! |
My dream car is the Dodge Viper:
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Purrrrr.. |
I collect die cast cars, like...
Hot Wheels:
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I do not own this one. |
Johnny Lightning:
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I DO own this car. |
M2Machines:
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I DO own this one. |
and whatever others I find that make me happy.
I have a 1:64 die cast of Dale Earnhardt Senior's first race car, a pink '56 Ford Victoria:
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Probably my most valuable car. |
The car I will own very soon is a Chevy Camaro:
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My baby! |
And when I retire, I'll also own a Chevy Corvette Stingray:
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Watch out boys. |
Anyways, the point of this post is this: girls are turned on by cool cars. Girls will ALWAYS be turned on by cool cars. If you do not currently own a cool car, please do not despair. It isn't a requirement for most of us. Not even me. However, if you are dating someone and she claims that she prefers you drive a little, economical, Japanese-made, run-forever car, she is being smart. And practical. And a liar. Her motor will rev with the sound of every engine she hears from a big 'ol Chevy or Ford or Dodge, PIECE-O-CRAP, DOWN HOME AMERICAN-MADE, MUSCLE MACHINE.
That said, it really is okay to be practical, fuel efficient, eco-friendly and we do appreciate when you are these things, but PLEASE do excuse us when we moisten our panties at the sight of a Hot Rod. It cannot be helped.