Maybe this is a regional thing. Here, we have the bumper-Prius. There's more Volvos than usual (keep lolstin weird, baby!), but they're not as bad as the inattentive Prius drivers who bought those cars because they absolutely do not, will not, and can not give dos mierdas about driving, ever. If your rationale for owning a vehicle is "it's a shiny jellybean with lots of toys and some talking head claimed it was good for the environment" and not "hey, I need to get places, but this is a two-ton vehicle travelling quicker than humans were made to travel and I should probably learn how to control it," you probably shouldn't have a license. GTFO mah roads, and you stay the hell away from the Whole Foods parking lot. Coco needs some gottdanged fancy organic cheeses, and we both know that you'd rather be biking.
Actually, I'd argue that the Volvo owners here take a bit more pride in their fab bricks, so they actually...suck
less. Sure, some are slow, but at least they seem predictable when they're being slow. You know how they deal with the vastly different speeds of vehicles at trackdays? By teaching everyone to be
predictable. And people wonder why I trust track geeks far more than the dudes on public roads--that is it!
I don't care what you're driving. Unpredictability and inattentiveness are what irk The Coco the most. If you're driving a Prius smoothly, signaling when you need to turn, trying your darnedest to keep up with the flow of traffic, and sticking to the right lane on the freeway except to pass, shoot, dude.
Let's be friends. If you're driving a GT3 RS 4.0, but in the most unpredictable, erratic way, you are a danger to yourselves and others and need to be punched smack-dab in the genitals. Shoot, I'd volunteer to punch you myself for wantonly throwing around THE VEHICLE COCO NEEDS. Your choice of vehicle does not dictate your fail or lack thereof. Nothing. And you know what? Volvos ROCK.
Seattle had a lot of Volvos, too. Usually, they were pretty pampered as a luxury ride should be and not any more irritating than anybody else. Probably because they had a bunch o' Scandinavians, and eff yeah, Swedish. Uff da, kaninbajs, FIKA!, etc., etc. The most irritating thing on Seattle 'burb roads? Friggin' rice. Why? Because ricetards are unpredictable and generally suck at controlling their own vehicles.
My first car was almost a Volvo. Make fun of them too much and I will unleash a hoarde of angry, horny internet Scandinavians on you.
Ever seen a turbobrick go sideways? Or a V8 Volvo? Or a V8 Volvo SIDEWAYS?! You should. Bricks are WIN, dude. Yeeeeehaw.
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It was when Coco was getting something to replace the Failtima. Starts
here, and the super-creepy was deleted.
Perkele! Coco was fat then. BURY THIS THREAD AT THE BOTTOM OF THE INTERNET.
For future reference for everyone...ever, my gigantic balls of steel prevent me from playing bizarro girl games that I never even knew existed. I don't understand women. They pee in groups and talk all high-pitched and squeaky-like. No comprendo.
I will say, I wouldn't mind driving a S40. They seem like nice small cars.
That's the one based on a Mitsu, right? Well, that's why.
I got to drive a friend's S40 uncts. Perhaps it's not as fun as the old RWD bricks, but I liked it.