Will be 55 this September and have owned a bunch of clunkers, several hot-rods and a few real nice cars. My 14 GT500 is different. There are very few nice things about it. It is more angry than nice. It is more nasty than kind. It’s unsophisticated and crude and tends to want to hurt me. It is not tame even in stock form. Countless have said it needs more power. More power…Really? I could drive my 09 M3 to the extreme with the highest confidence. It was controllable and very predictable. This beast reminds me of my Cobra replica. That car was a raw, short wheel-base, and weighed 2,450 pounds. The Shelby is its brother. I seldom relax. I rarely turn on the radio. I pay strict attention to everything. People want to race...all the time. I love every damn mile/minute. I smile and sometimes laugh when I enter my garage and turn on the lights. She sits waiting to strike. I find excuses to take a short drive. The shortest is usually around 45 minutes. This one is not for sale and never will be.
Is it the best car I have ever owned? Ya…this is the one.
Is it the best car I have ever owned? Ya…this is the one.