JCP, I was going to the CAR (Chicago Area Rennlist) reunion in June and passed a huge Vette show near St. Charles, IL. There were hundreds of Vettes in line entering this event from the street and a majority were looking at my 993 Cab. and giving me a thumbs up. I too returned the gesture (alot of awesome classic vettes seen).

 

Mdex, i'd like to go out and get a hummer

 

From my experience (woman driving a 993) I get a lot of attention from guys, not women. I've had lots of great conversations at stoplights, as I usually have the targa top open and windows down. But I think most guys are car nuts anyway, so it makes sense that they would be so forward about staring and asking about my car. But come to think of it, I can't remember any women talking to me or checking out my car. Hmmm...

I check out guys in Porsches all the time, but I do it to see if I know them from the local P-club.

 

Just wait til you're in your seventies, and have to paste a hundred dollar bill to your forehead, even if you're driving a Lambo, in order to get a smile from a chick type who used to have round heels. Well, "ces't la guerre"

cwhitlock42 '84928 Euro 5speed Black/black
'91 Mazda RX-7 LT-1 Auto

 

A guy I know was telling me a story about how TWO women were waving to him, smiling and motioning him to pull over as he was tooling around in his 928.

I gave him a reality check when I said - "Dude, this is Miami. If you had pulled over they probably would have jacked your car."

Guys - think with your BIG head, not the little one!

 

Guys - think with your BIG head, not the little one!
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Terry R.


Well said, Terry !!

 

Sorry guys. Women love Vettes.

Maybe in your part of the neighborhood, but from where I'm standing, reality says that chicks love BMW M3/Z8s, 996s. Ferraris and an occasional 356 (because they're "cute"). I am figuring in from Monterey to the Peninsula to Marin County. (Nicole should know, since she's over in that neck o' the woods).

 

Girls love Vette's. Women love Porsches

 

Word!

:P

 

Not meaning to burst anyone's bubble here, but usually, the women checking out fancy cars? They really don't see you, they just see dollar signs. There is the odd occasion where she may actually be an enthusiast as well, but that seems to be rare. I mean I can understand getting a rise out of it, sure, I get a rise out of boys thinking a girl on a motorbike is hot, but don't start planning on pitching your wives over it. :P

On the other hand, my boyfriend (he's got a '99 C4) is *lucky* that I met him and talked to him before I knew what he drove, and it took me a little while even after that to get over the fear that he was an ***.

Fortunately, since then, my predjudice again people with nice cars (based on years of involvment in various auto racing series) has shifted a little bit, and have found Porsche owners in particular to be the best of the bunch.

And Hummers? Gross. Don't even get me started there. That's about the most foul thing on public roads.

 

Whew!!! Still have her fooled !!!!!!!!

t

 

On another note.....

Earlier this year I was up in my hometown, London, Ontario, Canada visiting family and friends while giving a guest lecture at my alma matter.... drove the 996 over there from Milwaukee.....

Now, I should mention that here in Milwaukee, most women (at least the one's I'm around - I tend to hang out more at live music venues or other off the beaten path type places and not at the more downtown, trendy, GQ types of places) could care less about the car. I've gotten far more comments from dudes on the car. That's fine with me - when a guy comments/enquires about the car, he's interested in the car, when a woman is interested, is she interested in the car or just how much it costs (which of course translates directly to that line on your 1040: adjusted gross income).

That gentlemen, is not sexist, it's simply the way our society currently works.

If, on the other hand, you meet a woman who knows the motor is in the back of a 911 (the same place as on her '64 Fiat 500), refers to WD-40 as "The nectar of the Gods", gives you **** everytime you pull out a can of brakleen (she thinks it's foul.. and since it qualifies as hazmat for disposal purposes I suppose it is, but it moves through grease like noboy's business!), and when you get your new Bilstein PSS-9 kit and the comment from her is, "Nice. Ummmm, why didn't you just get the Ohlins?", you know that she actually digs cars for cars and not cars for money.

I have found that women like this are truly rare.

Anyway, where was I? Oh yea, London, Ontario. So my buddy tells me to meet him at this joint called "The Barking Frog".. I arrive in the 911 and I must have been paying homage to the parking Gods that day as there was rockstar parking right out front. I park and head in, my buddy gets there and we sit and have a couple drinks. There's super hot women everywhere, ignoring us (and other than looking at the odd parially exposed thong, we were not really interested in any of them). Keep in mind, I don't exacly fit in with the more well dressed clientelle at this establishment (most of the other dudes at this place seemed to have the spring/summer lineup from Bannna Republic well covered) as I am mostly very happy in a nice t-shirt and pair of jeans. My buddy, who is by day a high school math/physics teacher and by night plays in a band and runs an indie record label, was in similar attire.

Anyway, tons of hotties, no love (and in some cases a bit of attitude and contempt) from any of them.... until we decided to leave.

We walk outside, and head across the street to the my 996. When it is apparent as to which car we are going to, I hear, "Mr. bald guy", (I have no hair), "Where are you going, come back" from a group of about 10 absolutely drop dead beautiful, tightly clothed, amazingly sexy women on the patio. These very same woman only moments before were not paying us any attention on the patio, and when they did is was to give us the "hot chick caddie/snotty(tm)" look of contempt (yes, that is a technical term).

Anyway, I turn around, look them up and down, and say, "Have a nice evening ladies". We get in the car and just bust out laughing.... f*cking hilarious !!!!!

To be honest, I found the whole event a little un-nerving, and it really drove home what so many women in paces like that are looking for - a checkbook attached to a large bank account.

t

 

"All you women is lowdown gamblers" - Mick Jagger

Wow - if you think a Porsche attracts gold diggers, try driving something like this:


Whoever made the comment about tinted windows - to you!

Nothing more annoying than a gold digger female. They are the equivalent to the 50-year old guy with chest hair sticking out at the yuppie bar saying "Hey baby, what's yo sign" to all the little 20-something chickies.

My girlfriend doesn't give a crap about cars or status, and boy am I glad.

Cheers,

 

If you can't get the ladies attention driving a 911, you need to get out of the gene pool.

 

the vette gets them wet