I should have known that things were going wrong when I wrote that article on a ’70 Dodge Swinger. What a great car! Seeing it again heading to Brooklyn over the Manhattan Bridge made me wonder why I kept so much distance from it a few weeks prior.
When I stumbled upon this XKR, it all became clear: I had been toying around for too long with cars way out of my reach. I wanted to hear that supercharger whine, even for only a half block down the Bowery. Dammit! I want, no I deserve that vee-eight! Hell, what I need is a Lambo!
First off, I need to get back to the East Village, where the cars are rusting and people walk. Maybe after going over that old Sentra that parks by Tompkins Square Park I won’t want some rich car like this so much.