Monday, December 20, 2010

 

James Bond dreams crushed. Just don’t go bananas, Herbie


My nephew is one lucky boy. He’s just turned 18 and he’s been bought his first car.

Like many a lad of his age he’s spent much of the past five years dreaming of freedom and the open road. He’s also spent a great deal of time fantasising about the vehicle he’ll be road-tripping in.

Top of his list was a James Bond-style Aston Martin, or a Hummer H2. But, failing that, he admitted to my sister that he was prepared to settle for something cheaper.

“Like what?” she asked him.

“Oh, you know – something simple.” He replied. He then went on to compile a list of “budget” supercars such as the Nissan GT-R, Mitsubishi Evo or Subaru WRX.

The problem with this, I pointed out, like the most annoying of uncles, is that the vehicle may be “budget” but the insurance won’t be. In fact, as a young driver, even with low mileage cover, the cheapest car insurance he’d find for one of these vehicles is likely to easily reach a four-figure sum.

Actually, this bit of information proved to be irresistible to my sister. In the year leading up to his birthday, whenever my nephew misbehaved, my sister threatened to buy him the GT-R of his dreams, knowing full well that it would prove impossible to insure and just sit in the garage cruelly mocking him.

The car he got? A classic Herbie-style VW Beetle – the lucky lad.


Image © RUD66 via Flickr, under Creative Commons Licence

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