I make a positive point of staring...
...because I know from personal experience that some of them hate it. Back before I had a family and a mortgage and an 8.7 cholesterol reading, I owned a Boxster. Never completely fell in love with the looks but what a beautiful car to drive. On the open road it was just heaven. But I lived in London and driving around the capital left me in a constant state of embarrassment.

Sitting in traffic jams, I knew people who glanced my way were thinking, "I bet that guy thinks he's sooo fucking cool. What a 007-wannabe!" I was constantly trying to adopt a facial expression that tried somehow to convey that I was a really nice guy, which probably just made me look absurdly smug. And my stupid reactolite glasses always turned into the darkest of shades even when it was absurdly overcast. I wound up driving it mostly with the top up.

So kids, don't buy an extrovert's car if you're not an extrovert! There's a lot of self-doubt behind some of those poker-faced super-convertible drivers.
(Happybara The jungle came alive and took him, Fri 23 Apr 2010, 13:45, Reply)