When Hotshoe and I arrived on the Dragon we were too tired after a day's driving to make any passes, although, as Hotshoe pointed out, we had to make a pass just to get to our motel. Anyway, our plan was to make a quick stop at the southern end and move on to some dinner and much-needed rest. Passes could wait for the next day. We wound up soaking in the ambience of the parking lots for an hour.
The Supra in the picture above sparked a conversation about car styling between me and Hotshoe that lasted, off and on, for four days. Generally, Hotshoe does not like "the jelly bean look," and I do. Generally, I do not like "the wedge look" (especially with Giugiaro creases), and he does. It has taken ten years of an automotive-based friendship to learn this about each other.
Hotshoe insists that car styling is just a matter of personal preference. Partly, I think, this is just to shut me up. I insist it is a matter of taste. Of course, one can argue that taste is just a matter of personal preference, and, in a democratically inclined culture, it is. But then there would be no need of the phrase "good taste," would there? ;-)
Hotshoe insists that car styling is just a matter of personal preference. Partly, I think, this is just to shut me up. I insist it is a matter of taste. Of course, one can argue that taste is just a matter of personal preference, and, in a democratically inclined culture, it is. But then there would be no need of the phrase "good taste," would there? ;-)
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