I think I would prefer becoming a member of the Seacrest County PD. Why? Five words: Bugatti Veyron Super Sport Interceptor.

...no Days of Thunder reference? Dropping the hammer?

Pop/Country singer. Made music, got popular, now her face is on a car. End of story.

Yeah, it's not that hard: KO-E-NIG-SEGG.

Yes.

Simple: if you and your girlfriend/boyfriend/business partner arrive at the 5-star hotel in a bunch of scaffolding with an engine and some wheels, with your teeth full of splattered bugs and your hair ruined (no windshield, remember), the valet will politely tell you to fuck off. But if you arrive in a…

Something like that (UK version)? Or like this:

I think I have a new favorite phrase ever: "a shit ton of powwwwwerrrrrr."

But it ISN'T a "Gran Turismo Omologato", since it's not a car built for homologation purposes.

That is snot yellow.

Anal Caliber! Anal Fiesta! Anal Focus!

BL? Let me guess...Boobies, Large.

That looks delicious.

Hell, from some point of view, you could call it "modern art".

There is customization.

But then you would end with a Buick Lacrosse.

Excuse me, WHERE THE FUCK ARE THE REAR DOORS?! At most, it's a 2+2 coupe (it does have rear seats).

I really hope the book is "Driving For Dummies".

It's SHINY!