Long story short, I got to test drive the 3.8 Track 6AT on Saturday. The 22 year old salesman advised me to take it to the interstate (intercity traffic was awful) and as soon as we got off the ramp, he said “I don’t care how fast you go!”.
After those words were pronounced, suddenly, the inner gorilla that inhabits every car enthusiast took over my brain and my right foot. All of a sudden I was doing 90… 100… 110… 120. There was light traffic but still, what the heck was I thinking? Pure madness!! the sound of the engine and the exhaust at WOT was intoxicating. 15 mins later I see a brand new STI driving unusually slow on the far left lane. After slowing down and being right next to him for about 2 mins, I saw the open road again and started to accelerate just to be pulled over by a state trooper that was on the far right lane behind an 18-wheeler driving in the middle lane.
After I pulled over, the conversation went like this:
Officer: License, registration and proof of insurance.
Salesman: Officer my name is Joe Black and we are test…
Officer: I am speaking to the driver (with a loud voice).
Me: (open wallet and handed him my license) officer, this is not my car.
Officer: takes license without saying a word. Comes back 5 mins later.
Officer: I clocked you going 87 on a 55 zone. You have two options, pay the fine or go to court.
Me: How much is the fine?
Me: That’s a hefty fine officer.
Officer: I don’t get to chose how much they are.
Me: I guess I’ll go to court.
Officer: Ok, what kind of car is this?
Salesman: It’s a Hyundai genesis coupe.
Officer: Sign here. Be safe gentlemen.
I have never been to court in my life and I consider myself a law abiding citizen. I’m not a kid for Pete’s sake and I know darn well I was breaking the law! I feel I deserve to pay the ticket but man, $200 can buy a lot of baby food. I felt like the biggest idiot in the world for forgetting that I have a family that depends on me. For what? Experiencing the sense of Speed? What if I got in a serious accident and ended up injuring myself or somebody else? I consider myself a great driver but still. I should buy a stinking race car and take it to the track. Serves me well.
Have I become such an excitement-starved creature working from 9 to 5 five days a week that when a simple opportunity for “automotive freedom” is presented before my eyes, I took it without regard to myself and others?
I’m not trying to deflect my responsibility but would the dealership or the salesman be liable for this? I’m sure if I had an older salesman, he would’ve not encouraged me to drive at those speeds.
Thanks for reading.
Btw, the car's performance is nice. Interior's quality materials not so nice. Auto tranny is kind of slow at high RPM. Exhaust note? Fabulous!
Modified by 1.8Transporter at 2:40 PM 3-2-2009
Modified by 1.8Transporter at 2:41 PM 3-2-2009