My Lottery Car
This is my "lottery car" -- a Nissan GT-R, affectionately known in the automotive press as "Godzilla." It's a budget super-car, capable of near-200 mph speeds, for less than $100K. I'll take mine in the premium edition, with the Super Silver paint job (a $3000 option), cold weather package and the iPod interface, thanks.
It's insanely expensive, costs a small fortune to insure, and guzzles gas. I'll never own one, unless I somehow become a millionaire overnight. But I love this car.
The balance of look, power, and technological marvel blows my mind. Hand-built engines and transmissions that come together in a clean room. An engine so powerful that you can go from 0 to 60 mph in 3.5 seconds (3.2 if you disable the launch control software). All-wheel drive. Twin turbos. This is a modern muscle car.
And oh god I want one.
Product Design

Photo by Tomoyoshi. Licensed under the Creative Commons
I've got a thing for good product design. What can I say? It's what keeps me attracted to Apple's line of products, it influences my choices on the bike (we can have the Shimano Dura-Ace vs. SRAM Red debate another time), and so on.
There's just something about the Nissan GT-R (the "Skyline") that just does it for me.
Every sports car has a look that says, "Get out of my way." A large majority of them are like the totally hot chick in high school that you had a huge crush on, even though she was a total air-head. She'd giggle and ask you to move, and you'd comply. Ferraris, Lamborghinis, and so on fall into this category.
Some sports cars are more the refined European aristrocrat. Imagine an Oxford accent, with them holding a little cup of tea, pinky extended. "I say, good chap, would you mind clearing the way? That's a good man." This is your Mercedes or Jaguar.
American muscle cars are the jock in high school that used to stuff you into your locker.
The GT-R is in a class all it's own. This is a car that says, very quietly, "Get out of my way or I'm going to stab you in the face. Repeatedly."
Honestly, I think this might be Japan's first true muscle car, and damn if it isn't the hottest thing on the planet.
Hey Nissan, any interest in giving an advocate a 2009 GT-R Premium with the all-weather tires and Super Silver paint?
Yeah, I didn't think so. We'll talk after I win the lottery on Saturday night.

















