What your car says about you



This is a long-running viral email but still rings true. Like it or not, your car does say a lot about who you are. Or rather, who you think you are. Or who you might want to be someday ("Sean Connery, can I please borrow the Aston-Martin?").



Buick Park Avenue - I am older than 34 of the 50 states.

Cadillac Eldorado - I am a very good Mary Kay salesman.

Chevrolet Camaro - I enjoy beating up people.

Datsun 280Z - I have a kilo of cocaine in my wheel well.

Geo Storm - I will start the 11th grade in the Fall.

Geo Tracker - I will start the 12th grade in the Fall.

Honda del Sol - I have always said, half a convertible is better than no convertible at all.

Isuzu Impulse - I do not give a rip about J.D. Power or his reports.

Jeep Wrangler - I am fiercely independent, just like all my friends with Jeeps.

Mazda Miata - I do not fear being decapitated by an eighteen-wheeler.

Nissan 300ZX - I have yet to complete my divorce proceedings.

Peugeot 505 Diesel - I am on the EPA's Ten Most Wanted List.

Plymouth Fury - I like driving an air-conditioned sofa that can carry your car in my trunk as a spare.

Pontiac Trans AM - I have a switchblade in my sock.

Porsche 944 - I am dating big haired women that otherwise would be inaccessible to me.

Rolls Royce Silver Shadow - I think Pat Buchanan is a tad too liberal.

Subaru Legacy - I have always wanted a Japanese car even more inferior than Isuzu.

Volvo 740 Wagon - I am frightened of my wife.

Volvo 240 - Other drivers are unsafe. Let me go ahead and pull out in front of this guy to slow him down



My Car Speaks For Itself