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I've finally gotten my driver's license after nearly a decade of procrastination. Sadly my hopes that self driving cars would be good/cheap enough for that to never be necessary haven't yet manifested.
I never really got the appeal of burning gas for the sake of it, now that I actually need a car for my job, sure, I want one that fills me with a sense of "pride and accomplishment", and most importantly, doesn't scare off the hoes. So probably a second hand half-decent sedan.
I really don't particularly care about the experience of driving, if I want to indulge in fantasies, I'll just fire up Forza and take cars that cost more than I make in a decade out for a spin.
If there was a box where I could sit for t=same time that actually driving would take, and it magically apparated me to my destination when time was up, I'd take it.
I think women may care slightly about supercars, but I think they actually care about something that is kept clean both inside and out. I would also throw out that an older, more uncommon car that's not a shade of greyscale would have some sexual market value. Plus, if she breaks up with you and sees something like it, she'll get a nice ping of remorse. If you drive a black camry there's no opportunity for long-distance, indirect emotional warfare.
I think some people just don't have the driving "gene" and that's OK, but I also suspect there are many people who do have it and don't realize it. If you haven't pushed a machine to its limits before then you won't know if you enjoy it. Even an afternoon at a high-end go-kart track can let you know if you have the bug or not.
Not every drive can be enjoyed for the same reasons. I love the utility of my minivan for long-haul interstate travel, where the compliant suspension, sliding doors, and infotainment system pay far more dividends than my sport sedan.
I don’t have strong feelings about driving, but I did inherit the driving stamina gene. I can, and have, driven for 14 hours in a single day without excessive fatigue.
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For young men, this reinforces the value-add of having a low—or better yet zero—body-count girlfriend, much less wife. Far fewer avenues by which she can have a "ping of remorse" in this respect.
The male ick for high female bodycount is easily legitimate, if we accept that the female ick for male shortness, low socioeconomic status, or lack of preselection is legitimate.
The more guys who've banged her, the greater probability your cologne, car, interior decor, domicile, choice of vacation spots, choice of AirBNBs/hotels, educational alma mater, former or past employers, etc. can remind her of some other guy(s) for whom she's happily done fatherless things.
Or even if different, perhaps she may prefer the cologne of OtherGuy1, the car of OtherGuy2, the interior decor of OtherGuy3, the domicile of OtherGuy4, the vacation spot(s) she was at with OtherGuy5, the choice of AirBNBs/hotels of OtherGuy6, etc. to your chump selections/experiences.
Of course, lipstick feminists may just poison the well by saying A Real Man wouldn't feel threatened by his girlfriend/wife's bodycount. If your lifestyle reminds your girlfriend/wife of an ex- or one night stand, or how an ex- or one night stand did it better, you should only reflect upon it as a skill issue, be less toxic and insecure, and strive to be better. Just be her best.
Feelings and preferences are legitimate. Full stop. Anybody trying to shame you into thinking otherwise is not your friend and is likely trying to manipulate you to their own selfish ends.
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