Think I keep this car to motivate others equally or more than any reason I keep it for myself. I’ve even considered selling it already.
I window shopped super cars for years. I knew I didn’t “need” one. I knew owning one would likely stress me out. I knew it wouldn’t make me happier.
All of that has largely been true, except it has made me happier in an unexpected way… The conversations it invites and the smiles it brings from others that are inspired are priceless.
- Every other super car owner cracks their window to wave as we drive by each other.
- Every bullet biker goes out of their way to give a thumbs up.
And new to the list, voicemails on the office phone from young kids that saw me drop off my son’s friend in the neighborhood and look me up.
You bet I called him back.
