More Proof That What You Drive Does Not Define You

A significant detour on the way to work had me spotting this – a modestly priced house on a busy arterial road in a working-class area nestled between two notorious neighborhoods in Toronto. Jane-Finch and Black Creek. Anyone still bemoaning the Bentley EXP 9 F and invoking the "authenticity" or vehicles like the Arnage Red Label should take a long hard look at this photo. Somebody has purchased a second-hand Arnage. I am willing to bet that based on the dwelling and the modified Mustang V6 sitting next to it that they are not "to the manor born", do not wear bespoke suits and are more "G'd Up" than "GQ". The history and provenance of the 6.75 L engine or its hand assembly in Crewe probably means nothing. Meanwhile, many of the wealthiest people I know drive cars that are old, modest or some combination of the above. Does your car, and by extension, the badge on your hood really define you? I've long maintained that anyone who believes so (and is defined largely by brands and other worthless intangibles) is hopelessly lost and lacking an identity grounded in things that matter, like deeds or relationships. Now I seem to have even more concrete proof. Or maybe this guy just doesn't believe in real estate and has different priorities than most. from The Truth About Cars http://www.thetruthaboutcars.com

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